دوباره اون‌قدر افسرده شدم و همه‌چیِ این زندگی مزخرفه که دارم Hands. Cannot. Erase گوش می‌دم. تُف. برم ببینم آلبوم Dream Theater یه روز زودتر درز کرده یا نه. کاش کرده باشه. I'm too down for this shit.
ای بالیِ بال‌بالی.
ای بالیِ خال‌خالی.(صرفاً جهت تناسب)
بالی برو بدو. خیلی جوابه.
پر و بالم چیده است بالی :(
I have done it again.One year in every tenI manage it—A sort of walking miracle, my skinBright as a Nazi lampshade,My right footA paperweight,My face a featureless, fineJew linen.Peel off the napkinO my enemy.Do I terrify?—The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?The sour breathWill vanish in a day.Soon, soon the fleshThe grave cave ate will beAt home on meAnd I a smiling woman.I am only thirty.And like the cat I have nine times to die.This is Number Three.What a trashTo annihilate each decade.What a million filaments.The peanut-crunching crowdShoves in to see
DyingIs an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well.
ای بالیِ بال‌بالی.
ای بالیِ خال‌خالی.
(صرفاً جهت تناسب)
بالی برو بدو. خیلی جوابه.
پر و بالم چیده است بالی :(
I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it—
A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot
A paperweight,
My face a featureless, fine
Jew linen.
Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?—
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.
Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
What a million filaments.
The peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see
Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.