From 3b37989606c44902d90a3723e197d8c318a302bf Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Fri, 27 Mar 2015 13:47:42 -0700 Subject: Change verse lines '$' -> '^| ' --- i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt | 78 +++++++++++++++++++------------------- 1 file changed, 39 insertions(+), 39 deletions(-) (limited to 'i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt') diff --git a/i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt b/i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt index 3f6423e..197778b 100644 --- a/i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt +++ b/i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.txt @@ -8,51 +8,51 @@ project: class: autocento ... -I wanted to tell you something in order [to][] \ -explain the way I feel about the [Universe][], \ -its workings, etc. But I couldn't [yesterday][] \ ----I'm sorry---I wanted only to [ball][] \ -myself up and cry all day. It was the [sixteenth][] \ -day in a row this happened to me, and to [be][] +| I wanted to tell you something in order [to][] +| explain the way I feel about the [Universe][], +| its workings, etc. But I couldn't [yesterday][] +| ---I'm sorry---I wanted only to [ball][] +| myself up and cry all day. It was the [sixteenth][] +| day in a row this happened to me, and to [be][] -more than two weeks waiting to cry is, \ -especially when, the whole time, I wasn't able to, \ -absolutely horrible. It was no sweet sixteen, \ -I'll tell you that much. Unless at yours, the Universe \ -kept telling you to quit having such a ball \ -and that you should have died, like, yesterday. +| more than two weeks waiting to cry is, +| especially when, the whole time, I wasn't able to, +| absolutely horrible. It was no sweet sixteen, +| I'll tell you that much. Unless at yours, the Universe +| kept telling you to quit having such a ball +| and that you should have died, like, yesterday. -At first, it feels like you're winning---that yesterday \ -you really were meant to die, but since you still _are_, \ -you beat the system somehow. But the Universe bawls, \ -"No, I meant you should've crawled into \ -a hole and fucking _died_!" And then the Universe \ -punches you right in the gut, something like sixteen +| At first, it feels like you're winning---that yesterday +| you really were meant to die, but since you still _are_, +| you beat the system somehow. But the Universe bawls, +| "No, I meant you should've crawled into +| a hole and fucking _died_!" And then the Universe +| punches you right in the gut, something like sixteen -times, and all you can think is, "Some sixteenth \ -birthday! Maybe I will go die in a hole." Yesterday, \ -at times like this, is a luxury the cruel Universe \ -refuses to give you. This is when it's a pain just to _be_, \ -when that Marvell line about "[rolling our stuff into one ball][Marvell]" \ -just seems glib, when you don't want one body, let alone two. +| times, and all you can think is, "Some sixteenth +| birthday! Maybe I will go die in a hole." Yesterday, +| at times like this, is a luxury the cruel Universe +| refuses to give you. This is when it's a pain just to _be_, +| when that Marvell line about "[rolling our stuff into one ball][Marvell]" +| just seems glib, when you don't want one body, let alone two. -Something else that may come as a surprise to \ -you: over the past more-than-a-fortnight, these sixteen \ -days, I've had nothing to eat but crackers and a cheese ball. \ -(That's not entirely true---yesterday \ -I had some candy, peppermints and Jujubes.) \ -Maybe this is why I'm so mad at the Universe--- +| Something else that may come as a surprise to +| you: over the past more-than-a-fortnight, these sixteen +| days, I've had nothing to eat but crackers and a cheese ball. +| (That's not entirely true---yesterday +| I had some candy, peppermints and Jujubes.) +| Maybe this is why I'm so mad at the Universe--- -because all it has ever wanted, this Universe \ -that gave me life, fed me from its breast til I was two, \ -and even before that, made a place in which I could be--- \ -all it's wanted was for me to take the sixteen \ -steps to sobriety, fold the Eight-Fold Path over yesterday \ -and step around it lightly, as I would an exercise ball, +| because all it has ever wanted, this Universe +| that gave me life, fed me from its breast til I was two, +| and even before that, made a place in which I could be--- +| all it's wanted was for me to take the sixteen +| steps to sobriety, fold the Eight-Fold Path over yesterday +| and step around it lightly, as I would an exercise ball, -but the problem is, dear Universe, there's no way I could be \ -something as hard as all that, to wake up yesterday \ -morning, stretch over my sixteen selves, bound out like a ball. +| but the problem is, dear Universe, there's no way I could be +| something as hard as all that, to wake up yesterday +| morning, stretch over my sixteen selves, bound out like a ball. [to]: poetry-time.html [Universe]: initial-conditions.html -- cgit 1.4.1-21-gabe81