Saturday, April 03, 2010

Linger on... (re-post)

Linger on, linger on...

I'm sad on the road

Who is "I", who is playing somersault with old bones ?

The road itself is sad, long narrow and rewinding road,

Broken backbones, overdosed Disneylands

The road itself takes care of all these guardian angels in a row,

Healing infinite mailing lists of lost loves

Linger on, linger on...

I am playing the game of electronic literature

They can throw my heart in a bin

I've got an IP address, it's overcrowded with ghosts

When you're talking to a baby, can you wake it up in the night

Just to say you love him ?

Just to say you love her ?

Linger on, linger on...

I'm full of joy on the road

The road itself is my cradle,will you woo me as I die ?

Will you at last give me a hug, as the hangman ties the rope up ?

And send me a present of eternal wisdom as a necklace ?

Linger on, linger on...

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