commands

“...not that, that's not that, that's not that.”
And this poet jumped out of a window,
His son jumped too, though he was not a poet.
And Dr. Chekhov said, “Bitte bringen Sie etwas Champagner mit.
Ich sterbe.”
I know for a fact that he took one last look through the bubbles
in his glass at the window.
I'm talking about the 'not that' and the not important and flat.
And not sincere (and you're doing the wrong thing.)

But

we won't be dramatized if we write a silly thing
'cause
by the golden rule
good or bad, it depends
on the presence or absence of energy
and that alone.
I'm a crafty man and I know the theory by heart.
“I have little energy - I know there will be no sign. “I have a lot, I know I'll get a sign.
it's a well-known joke.
You know it, right? Here we go.
Whoever needs it needs it.

I'll tell you this--
it's been a long pause.
I'm almost out of charge.
I'm tired.
But champagne bubbles in the glass.
that's good.
Why don't you start a witness cult of some kind?
Mind you, the witness role is always vacant.
Management is exhausting in general.

What's worthless writing? I'm telling you, I don't care at all.
Genre crisis can't upset the battery, I'm not a poet.
But the battery needs current.
Well, I'm just adjusting my priorities for the sake of order.
Pond, spinning and thunderstorms - as an option.
Not that, of course, not that, not that, of course, not that.
Jump.

Well, no, my job is just to reload.
We'll find a way, how fast depends
on you know what.
You're like a Dorian Gray portrait.
and you look your all age.
You're lying! Like, a thousand years old?
And guess what,
I can't even be bothered with that.

In fact, I suspect that this alter ego of mine
is about to throw me out the window.
Not an alter ego? Who are you? My God, Tylor's alive!?
Don't answer that. I don't understand now - it doesn't matter.
Champagner! Wir werden f;r immer Leben!

“ Not that” is exactly “that” any result
is just an indicator.
This one has no rhyme or tact.
Sure!
Because “it's a question of energy.”
And no other
question.
Don't appropriate someone else's drama.
This wallet was lying in the road, I just found it.
Questions?
All right. [Laughs]

You're lying, too:
“tired” is a command.
Try lying down and saying it.
Now say “no.”
You're going to be like a jack-in-the-pulpit.
and you'll even build up your abs.

And the license to teach someone something
I don't think anyone gave you a license to teach anyone anything.
Dove nodded at me for the peanuts.
I'm not a mentor, I just threw that wrapper on the road.
“Tired” is a command, just like the rest of all the other words.
To sleep. This green meadow has tilted and I'm now rolling down like a balloon.
The bottle is still intact. Who tilted the slope!?
What's the command?
I don't remember a single word in any language!
It's a deep sleep, it's a high slope,
when I say three you'll wake up
and you won't remember a word.
Enough of this nonsense
it's not just “ not that” anymore, it's the real damn thing.
Bottle all right? It's good. We're having a picnic in dream valley.
You can commandeer anything you want!
I'm tired.
Oh, shit.




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