bad at people

7.30.2009

if it falls apart, save the screws

operation melt: down blankets don't cover scars won't heal your pick-up game gone down the slippery whatever

the relationshit was fallen, up from depths and into sky, where
it dissolved into the clouds and rained back into the earth. this is how i tried to explain it, maybe

i was visiting turkey, where they blacked out all the lights in
anticipation of an imminent attack. i decided to camp on the coast of
the agean with a small fire. out of the emptiness came this lone
soldier, wearing fatigue on his face and carrying a small bottle of
booze and some crackers. we ate and drank and talked as well as we
could, and i realized i didn't know the word for night. i knew the
basics, the days of the week and how to count to ten, but i knew
nothing about the words for night, darkness, shadows. after the
conversation dwindled, i pointed my hand to the dark sky and asked him
"how do you say this?" "parmak," he said. i figured he meant the
stars, or a star, and i hoped my tiny little brain would remember.

the next day i was staying at an infinitely filthy co-op with an older
consumptive woman and our one small light burned out. you need a
bulb in the room to sleep, to keep the mosquitoes distracted. i ran
into a man downstairs in our kitchen and i realized i also didn't know
the word for light, or bulb. so i ask him, "yapmak sen-si olmak an
elektronik parmak?" thinking i could ask him if he had an
"electronic star" to get my point across. he gave me a strange look,
but then followed me upstairs and saw what was wrong and replaced the
bulb. after he left, i thought i should look up parmak. it means
"finger."

feel like i'm good at making shit up right now, not sure why

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