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  • lisbon revisited (1926)’dan:

    nothing holds me.
    i want fifty things at the same time.
    i long with meat-craving anxiety
    for i don’t know what —-
    definitely something indefinite...
    i sleep fitfully and live in the fitful dream-state
    of a fitful sleeper, half dreaming.

    all abstract and necessary doors were closed in ky face.
    curtains were drawn across every hypothsis i could have seen from the street.
    i found the alley but not the number of the address i was given.

    i woke up to the same life i’d fallen asleep to.
    even the armies i dreamed of were defeated.
    even my dreams felt false while i dreamed them.
    even the life i merely long for jades me —- even that life...
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