Dreamer

May 28, 2012 7:30 pm

bookspaperscissors:

MAD GIRL’S LOVE SONG

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath

Illustration by Vero Navarro

MAD GIRL’S LOVE SONG

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath

Illustration by Vero Navarro

761 notes

5:29 pm

Çok fazla konuşuyorsunuz. Aynı şeyleri söylüyorsunuz. Yaratıcılık veya bir destek yok. Aynı kelime, aynı ses tonu, aynı bakışlar. Acıyarak bakıyorsunuz -unut, takma kafana, gecer..-
Biliyorum. Acılarıyla gözleri boyanmış birisi değilim. Kafanızın içinden geçenleri de biliyorum az çok. Kabul etmiyorum, kusura bakmayın. Affederim, birçok şeyi; fakat hayatıma anlam katan şeyleri unutmam. Unutabilirim, eğer istersem. Bu kadar acı vermezdi, eğer isteseydim. Hayır ama. Tek istediğim düzgün bir son veya temiz bir başlangıç. Herhangi birisi için de sen ve ben, bir noktada, beraber olmalıyız değil mi ?

May 27, 2012 8:26 pm