December 2011
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bordering (the loop pedal song)
Why can’t you believe in me one time? I pay the bills and get to work on time. But two bottles of wine and a state line? I can’t believe you sometimes. A bottle of wine and a state line, but I still get to work on time. Why can’t you believe in me one time?
(Couple bottles of pills and some strychnine. Why can’t you believe me one time when I say that I’m fine?)
had to write a poem in german to make up for a couple absences, so i translated something i wrote awhile ago. Dunno about the grammar or the vocab or…any of it, but here it is:
Er brachte den Müllsack zum Mülleimer, an dem seine Familie und die Leute, die im Obergeschoss lebten, Anteil nähmen. Der Müllsack war mit Styropor von dem Stockbett, den er am Samstag für seinen Söhne zusammengesetzt...
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(song lyrics)
Courage, got to build up to speak. Got a little case of foot in mouth disease. But go on now, and bring me up to speed. Counting down the seconds til you leave. x You come home, your mailbox is empty, say to yourself, “I guess nobody missed me.” Do you want me to explain how it comes (how it comes)? Do you want me to explain how it comes? Do you want me to explain how it comes to everyone...
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The real world is about to kick my ass.
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Rilke's "Der Panther"
I did a translation of Rainer Maria Rilke’s “Der Panther.” I focused more on keeping form than on translating literally, so, as you’d expect, I bent some of content a little (particularly in stanza 2). I maintained the syllable count (the lines alternate 11 and 10 syllables, except for the last line, which has 8 ) . I also did my best to keep the rhyme structure (abab cdcd...
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it's 2:45 in the morning, and i'm putting myself...
I think I need a fling. Either that or someone to jam with who is either at or below my skill level, so I don’t have to be embarrassed. Please, forward this information to someone who’s also looking for something: “I’m Alex. My favorite animals are humans, sloths, and sight hounds. My dog died on the day I kissed a girl for the first time. She was not a sight hound. My...
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miss you (or: i wrote an embarrassing 3...
I had a really good time last night until I got too drunk and started to cry, bored you to death with my talk of dying. I hate it when the morning comes waking up, bored, sober, and alone. The first thing I feel each day is hollow. x And I’m sorry, but I don’t know what I’m sorry for. Is that enough for you? I know it’s nothing new. And I’m sorry, because I know you’ve heard this before. I know...
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Baby, I found my debit card—it was in my car, waiting in a tiny cranny, just like you said it would be. You were right—no one stole it; no one charged it. Aren’t I lucky—God should charge me, give me forty to life for irresponsibility.
My love, would you let me off that easy?