Sep. 1st, 2004

raybear: (mr. lunch)
I hate going into a road trip feeling completely fried so I'm trying very hard to not to do that, but I'll have my work cut out for me after cramming a week's worth of work into two and a half days. I still have a lot to complete in the next three hours and it didn't help that my translation seminar, which was already a fckload of work, doubled it's pace this week, so I've had to do one translation a day plus critical responses to other translations and we're looking at the work of a Japanese poet from the late 20th century and he wrote some mess up isht.

So in lieu of a livejournal entry (because there's laundry and food and shower and e-mails and schoolwork and non-schoolwork and prepping for the trip and somewhere in there I need to find a few minutes alone or I'll crack), I present:
The Fcked-Up Poem of the Day

The rope
I haven't used yet
to hang myself
lies coiled
behind the wall

-- Teruyama Shuji

May 2010

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