Blicero -- playlist addition
Jeremy Osner
jeremy at xyris.com
Sat Dec 18 22:50:35 CST 1999
Mulling over the conflicting impressions of Blicero 'n his Deed this
evening, the following came to mind: (I know it's not an exact fit, but
it feels right...)
Executioner
by Robyn Hitchcock ("Eye")
Don't wait up any longer,
I'm not coming home.
You know you're always stronger
When you're on your own.
You said the sweetest things,
That's what you said;
Here's a relationship,
With a gun to its head,
I'm the executioner of love.
Our love has been found guilty,
Our love is turning bad.
Before I pass the sentence,
Have you anything to add?
It wasn't easy, but
It wasn't fun,
But when you start these things,
See what she's done!
You're the executioner of love,
You're the executioner.
Your childhood is over,
There's nowhere you can hide,
There's nowhere you can hide,
There's nowhere you can hide.
It crawls toward you bleeding,
Begging for a kiss --
Even if you don't mean it,
It's only just a kiss.
I know how Judas felt,
But he got paid;
I'm doing this for free,
Just like Live-Aid,
I'm the executioner of love,
I'm the executioner.
--
The right-hand, still untasted part of the novel, which,
during our delectable reading, we would lightly feel,
mechanically testing whether there were still plenty
left (and our fingers were always gladdened by the
placid, faithful thickness) has suddenly, for no reason
at all, become quite meager: a few minutes of quick
reading, already downhill, and -- O horrible!
Invitation to a Beheading
Vladimir Nabokov
http://www.readin.com/books/invitationbeheading/
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