27 December, 2011

Achtundsechzig

sixty-eight

This is the last moment

before the first moment

of forever

Immer und Immer

Achtundsechzig

technologie

death

of mortals and gods

of porta-potties and ipods

but I am already dead.

when someone reads this—it will be in the future,

no longer able to defend a standpoint

but writing is the only form of time travel that makes any sense

Mit meine Hand, darf ich an dem Wand des Futur kritzeln

scribble a scribe of scrolls and scripts

Pen and Paper, ransom note, grocery list, a love letter to freedom

running out of time and meaning

Ich schiebe als ob ich habe nur sechs Monaten zu lieben.

Six months.

to live a life, write a book, sea to sea

I am living. but for how long.

or keep writing.

I regret the misuse of the other sixty-eight

6-months-to-lives

take the other pill and wake up

Vergangenheit

sleeping away the past

we need you

wach auf! wir brauchen sie!

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