все хиты бесперерывно (англ.)
Aug. 2nd, 2003 10:10 pmВот, понравилось из последнего выпуска сетевого литжурнала Perihelion. Последние две строки почти афористичны.
Richard Beban
All the Hits All the Time
My brother fears the jukebox in his head,
cranking out perpetual Fifties hits,
the echoes of performers long since dead.
"I think I'm going nuts," he gravely said,
"from Frankie Lymon, all those Coasters bits."
My brother fears the jukebox in his head
is crowding out the brain cells that instead
should be applied to living by his wits,
not echoes of performers long since dead.
In his strained voice I hear that growing dread
of Jackie Wilson's apoplectic fits--
my brother fears the jukebox in his head.
I joked that he should line his skull with lead,
block Frankie, Ricky, all those other twits--
those echoes of performers long since dead.
I'll never cop that I'm forever fed
by Sixties flashbacks, Cream & acid hits.
I dearly love the jukebox in my head,
it flies the Airplane & the Grateful Dead.
Richard Beban
All the Hits All the Time
My brother fears the jukebox in his head,
cranking out perpetual Fifties hits,
the echoes of performers long since dead.
"I think I'm going nuts," he gravely said,
"from Frankie Lymon, all those Coasters bits."
My brother fears the jukebox in his head
is crowding out the brain cells that instead
should be applied to living by his wits,
not echoes of performers long since dead.
In his strained voice I hear that growing dread
of Jackie Wilson's apoplectic fits--
my brother fears the jukebox in his head.
I joked that he should line his skull with lead,
block Frankie, Ricky, all those other twits--
those echoes of performers long since dead.
I'll never cop that I'm forever fed
by Sixties flashbacks, Cream & acid hits.
I dearly love the jukebox in my head,
it flies the Airplane & the Grateful Dead.