5 Temmuz 2010 Pazartesi

gelmiş geçmiş en şahane metaforlardan biri olarak empty box.

tore open the package it was an empty box,
no meaning to me, just an empty box.
sender was a woman.
she said she's sending me everything that i, i, i never gave her
before she said "fill it up and send it back."
so i sent her back an empty box.
a big mistake, sent back an empty box.

i cross them to valley, a valley so dark that when i look back,
i can't see where i began.
i can't see my hands.
i don't even know if my eyes are open.
in the mornin', i was by the sea
and i swam out as far as i could swim,
until i was too tired to swim anymore.
and then i floated
and tried to get my strength back.

and then an empty box came floatin' by,
an empty box and i crawled inside.
half in the shadows, half in the husky moonlight.
and half insane just a sound in the night.

şimdi fimeyıl yerleri meyıl yapalım, heteroseksüelim de ben. ve işte karşınızda şu anki halimin edebi hali. bir diğeri için bkz. fikret kızılok'un gönül'ü falan filan.

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