Good afternoon, comrades. I greet you heartily after completing some much-needed empirical research in pursuit of the perfect bloody mary. I found a good one, but it was far too expensive to achieve my research goals.
In other EXCITING news, in an effort to be more disconnected from human beings and more connected to people who exist only in the internet, I have started tweeting. Which sounds vaguely dirty. You can find my fictional(ish) 140 character ramblings here: @DoloresCosmo. Dolores Cosmo is my witness protection name. Don't tell.
But to counter my increasing obsession with the internet/impersonal interaction, I have also challenged myself to write one poem every day. Some of these I translate into Spanish, too. I've been having a hard time coming up with titles, so I just call them "Today #___" So far, I'm up to "Today #7."
Today #2
In my small apartment
I set two chairs at
the kitchen table. I
thought that one looked
too lonely. So now
there are two chairs:
one for me
and
one for my loneliness.
Hoy #2
En mi pequeno apartamento
Puse dos sillas
a la mesa. Pense
que tener solo una
parece solitario.
Pues ahora hay dos sillas:
una para mi
y
una para mi soledad.
You're a tweeter. Huh huh.
ReplyDeleteI love your poem. I don't want you (or your chairs) to be lonely. But, I know that sometimes that's just the way life is.
I can't wait to come shove loneliness aside and take it's chair in a couple of weeks.