the creeps (you're giving me)

Clever liar, fooling us all, never thought I'd work it out
How could I have known it was ever about you boy?
Now there's nothing to say, there's no words
And we're not talking anyhow
You must have known I was never to doubt you boy

If it was so fine, it was so good, oh you're unbelievable
All this time I've been living without you boy, not your lying
It felt so good, the world don't know, now they'll never find out
How all these years she must've been beside you boy

Don't forget that I was the one that you found
And if I know you, you'll find me someplace new
I hope I never, I hope I never have to

We're a waste of time
And if I know you, learned long ago it's true
I hope I never, I hope I never have to

Go and explain, explain it again, boy that this all started
Found you lying in the arms of another girl, so stop your crying
Day after day, year after year, far too long it lasted
You must have thought I was nothing without you boy

And tonight, if we learn that the world's on fire
I guess I'll turn to you
I hope I never, I hope I never have to

I've failed to find, so hard to find
And I can't find a way for you and I to go on like this
I'm always learning things the hard, hard, hardest way.

'Cause I was the one that you found
And if I know you, you'll find me someplace new
I hope you never, I hope you never get to

hmiimmmm

sevgili sevgili godsy

daha havadar yazmak isterdim ama biliyorsun buralarda hava biraz oksijensiz kaldı bu aralar


1-En son hangi ülkenin gündemiyle canını sıktın?
Kendi kendime edindiğim Beyrut gündemim bayaa can sıktı diyebiliriz, onun dışında Laos ve Vietnam'ın türk vatandaşlarına kapıdan vize vermeme kararını kınıyorum.
2-En son hangi şarkıdan nefret ettin?
kolay kolay bir şarkıdan nefret ettiğim görülmemiştir ama şu iki gündür yaklaşık 100 şarkıda sinirimden hop oturup hop kalkıyorum
3-En son hangi fastfood ürününden nefret ettin?
Kemirgen yapım nedeniyle hiç birisinden nefret edemem ama Big Mac'in eskisi gibi lezzetli gelmemesi sinirimi bozuyor.
4-En son hangi sakatatı yedin?
Kokoreç!
5-En son hangi yerli parçayı beğendin.
ıhmm şey bilmem ki, televizyonum yok benim ne desem pek eskiden kalmış olacak
6-En son hangi yabancı parçayı beğendin?
Djivan Gasparyan-Freedom
7-En son hangi yerli filmi beğendin?
Daha henüz herkes tarafından izlenemeseler de "Ev" "Acı Aşk" "Beş Şehir"
8-En son hangi yabancı filmi sevdin?
District 9
9-En son hangi kitabı okudun?
Peter S. Beagle'ın Düş Dünyaları
10-En son hangi bilgisayar oyununu oynadın?
World of Goo

11-En son hangi mizah dergisini okudun?
Uykusuz/Penguen
12-En son neden korktun?
Ay'ı patlatmaya cürret eden insanoğlundan
13-En son neye küfrettin?
Adamın tekine*okkalı
14-En son neyden kaçtın?
Çeşitli sorumluluklar
15-En sevdiğin beş film?
Amanın insan nasıl karar verir, ilk aklıma gelenler: The Big Blue, Ponyo, The Cell, The Fall, daha görmesek de Alice in Wonderland
17-En sevdiğin 5 yemek?
iskender, yeni dünya kebabı, mantı, lahana sarması, suşi
18-En sevdiğin 5 isim?
kendi ismimi seviyorum ben en çok *oha*
19-En sevdiğin 5 oyun?
Heroes of Might and Magic, Diablo, Monkey Island -ay oynamaya oynamaya insan unutuyormuş
20-En büyük korkun?
Kabuslarım beni benden alır

21-En nefret ettiğin 5 klişe laf nedir?
ben bunu bi düşüneyim

kimseyi mimleyemiyorum beni kim okuyor ki? *sanki okunacak birşey yazıyormuşum gibi*

edit: sevgili sevgili hirondelle kalenize mim diktim, şeref duyarım.
edit edit: sevgili sevgili PeriZat En. Duble şeref duble mutluluk duyarım mimlenmenizden, mim sizindir.

ha-ha what a joker

a.q.

Aibohphobia (fear of palindromes)

A but tuba.
A car, a man, a maraca.
A dog! A panic in a pagoda!
A new order began, a more Roman age bred Rowena.
A nut for a jar of tuna.
A Santa dog lived as a devil God at NASA.

A tin mug for a jar of gum, Nita.
Acrobats stab orca.
Ah, Satan sees Natasha!
Amen icy cinema.
Amore, Roma.
Amy, must I jujitsu my ma?
Are Mac ‘n’ Oliver ever evil on camera?
Are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?
Are we not pure? “No sir!” Panama’s moody Noriega brags. “It is garbage!” Irony dooms a man; a prisoner up to new era.
Art, name no tub time. Emit but one mantra.
Avid diva.

Borrow or rob?


Cain: a maniac.
Cigar? Toss it in a can. It is so tragic.

Daedalus: nine. Peninsula: dead.
Dammit, I’m mad!
Decaf and DNA faced.
Denim axes examined.
Dentist? Sit Ned.

Desserts I desire not, so long no lost one rise distressed.
Desserts, I stressed!

Devil never even lived.

Did I do, O God, did I as I said I’d do? Good! I did.

Do geese see God?
Do good? I? No! Evil anon I deliver. I maim nine more hero-men in Saginaw, sanitary sword a-tuck, Carol, I — lo! — rack, cut a drowsy rat in Aswan. I gas nine more hero-men in Miami. Reviled, I (Nona) live on. I do, O God!
Do nine men interpret? Nine men. I nod.
Dogma in my hymn: I am God.

Doom mood
Dr. Awkward

Draw nine men inward.
Draw O Caesar. Erase a coward.

Dumb mud.

Egad! A base tone denotes a bad age.
Egad! An adage!
Eve damned Eden. Mad Eve!
Eve saw Diamond, erred. No maid was Eve!
“Evil axis”, sides reversed, is “six alive”.
Evil, a sin, is alive.
Ew! Eat a ewe?

Flee to me, remote elf.

Go dog.
Go hang a salami, I’m a lasagna hog.
God saw I was dog.
Goddamn mad dog!
Golf? No sir, prefer prison-flog.

He did, eh?
Hon? I see bees in – OH!

I did, did I?
I prefer pi.
I saw a crow, orca was I.
I saw desserts; I’d no lemons, alas no melon! Distressed was I.
I’m a lasagna hog, go hang a salami.
I’m a tune nut, am I?
I’m a fool; aloof am I.
In word salad, alas, drown I.
Is it I? It is I!

Laminated E.T. animal.
Late metal.

Leon’s noel.
Live no evil! Live on evil!
Live not on evil.
Live, O Devil, revel ever! Live! Do evil!
Lived on Decaf; faced no Devil.
Llama mall.
Lonely Tylenol.
Loops at a spool.

Madam, I’m Adam.
Madame, not one man is selfless; I name not one, madam.
Maps, DNA, and spam.
Mr. Owl ate my metal worm.
Murder for a jar of red rum.
Must sell at tallest sum.

Name no one man.
Name no side in Eden, I’m mad! A maid I am, Adam mine; denied is one man.
Name not one man.
Name now one man.
Name tarts? No, medieval slave, I demonstrate man!

Never odd or even.

Niagara, eh? I hear again!
Niagara, O roar again!
No cab, no tuna nut on bacon.
No devil lived on.
No lemon, no melon.
No sir! Away! A papaya war is on.
No trace, not one carton.
No, it is opposition.
No, sir, away! A papaya war is on!
No, tie it on.
Not a banana baton.
Now do I repay a period won.
Now I draw an award. I won!
Now I see bees I won.
Now I won.

Nurse, I spy gypsies. Run!
Nurses run.

O Geronimo, no minor ego.
Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo.

Pool loop.
Pot top.
Pull up if I pull up.

Rail delivers reviled liar
Rats at a bar grab at a star.
Rats live on no evil star.
Rats paraded a rapstar.
Raw Novel? Lev on War.
Red root put up to order.
Red rum, sir, is murder.
Revered now, I live on. O did I do no evil, I wonder, ever?
“Reviled did I live,” said I, “as evil I did deliver!”
Reward drawer.
Rise to vote sir.
“Rum… rum…” I murmur.

Salt an atlas.
Satan, oscillate my metallic sonatas!
Saw tide rose? So red it was.
See, slave, I demonstrate yet arts no medieval sees.
Sega? Millions! Alas, no ill images!
Seven eves.
So many dynamos!
So, cat tacos!
Some men interpret nine memos.
Star rats.
Step on no pets.
Stop! Murder us not, tonsured rumpots!
Stressed desserts
Stressed was I ere I saw desserts.

Sums are not set as a test on Erasmus.


Tell a ballet.
To idiot.
Too bad I hid a boot.
Too hot to hoot.
Top spot.
Tube debut.
Tuna roll or a nut?

UFO tofu.

Was it a bar or a bat I saw?
Was it a bat I saw?
Was it a car or a cat I saw?
Was it a cat I saw?
Was it a rat I saw?
We few.

We sew.
Wet sanitary rat in a stew.
Won’t it now?
Wonders in Italy, Latin is red now.
Wonton? Not now.

Ya, Decaf. FACE DAY!!
Yawn a more Roman way.
Yawn…Madonna fan? No damn way!!
Yo, banana boy!

Zeus was deified, saw Suez.

biliyorsun herhalde sen artık cehennem yakıtısın

I was born with the wrong sign
In the wrong house
With the wrong ascendancy
I took the wrong road
That led to the wrong tendencies
I was in the wrong place
At the wrong time
For the wrong reason
And the wrong rhyme
On the wrong day
Of the wrong week
I used the wrong method
With the wrong technique
There's something wrong with me chemically
Something wrong with me inherently
The wrong mix
In the wrong genes
I reached the wrong ends
By the wrong means
It was the wrong plan
In the wrong hands
The wrong theory for the wrong man
The wrong eyes
On the wrong prize
The wrong questions with the wrong replies
I was marching to the wrong drum
With the wrong scum
Pissing out the wrong energy
Using all the wrong lines
And the wrong signs
With the wrong intensity
I was on the wrong page
Of the wrong book
With the wrong rendition
Of the wrong look
With the wrong moon
Every wrong night
With the wrong tune played
Till it sounded right

Armut musun aptal mısın anlamadım

Tam günlerime iyi başlarken o kadar yumuşak o kadar ani ve o kadar beklenmedik bir biçimde geliyor ki darbe; acıyı hissedene kadar önce faltaşı gibi açılmış gözlerle bakıyorum, bir an bir uyuşukluk oluyor -sanki hiç acımayacakmış gibi- her şey normal ve geçici geliyor. Birden acıyla kasılıyorum. En fazla acıttığı an biraz daha üstüne gidiyorum. Sonra siyaha boyanmış bir dairenin içine düşüyorum -yer beton- ve çarpıyorum ve başladığım yere geri dönüyorum. Dayanıyorum bir şekilde, bilirsiniz ki biraz kayıp bir insanım. Ama nereye kadar?

Après moi le deluge

Февраль. Достать чернил и плакать! February. Get ink, shed tears.
Писать о феврале навзрыд, Write of it, sob your heart out, sing,
Пока грохочащая слякоть While torrential slush that roars
Весною черною горит. Burns in the blackness of the spring.

Достать пролетку. За шесть гривен Go hire a buggy. For six grivnas,
Чрез благовест, чрез клик колес Race through the noice of bells and wheels
Перенестись туда, где ливень To where the ink and all you grieving
Еще шумней чернил и слез. Are muffled when the rainshower falls.

Где, как обугленные груши, To where, like pears burnt black as charcoal,
С деревьев тысячи грачей A myriad rooks, plucked from the trees,
Сорвутся в лужи и обрушат Fall down into the puddles, hurl
Сухую грусть на дно очей. Dry sadness deep into the eyes.

Под ней проталины чернеют, Below, the wet black earth shows through,
И ветер криками изрыт, With sudden cries the wind is pitted,
И чем случайней, тем вернее The more haphazard, the more true
Слагаются стихи навзрыд.The poetry that sobs its heart out.

verniği su ile inceltiniz

- diyelim ki vaktiniz vardı ve o ince şeyleri anladınız
ya sonra!.. n'oldu peki? kaçınızın hayatı değişti
kaçınız bu hayatı değiştirdi? bu bir akıl kaşıntısı!
ya da aklınızda birkaç kurbağanın ardarda sıçraması!
aklınızı sıçratması: hepinizi okşayan koskoca bir yalan bu!
yazarın inceldiği yerden okurun bu kadar kalınlaştırılması!
hıh! sadece ve sadece kurbağaların vebali! öyle mi?
ah! o vakitlerinizi boşa harcamayın! kalabalığa karışın
nasılsa kalabalık karıştığınız yerden inceltir sizi -