Speaking In Tongues
Guided by Voices

Raphael Levchin

The Complicate Biography of Catullus

(an excerpt)





The bitter taste means a poison,
a radiation, a morning, a rotten teeth,
a connection with life, and everything,
including this short poem.


The bitter laughter means that there is
a life comfortable sitting and eating
the bleeding slices of death, and laughing
by itself, and this is
only one from the nightmares that
can't be put an end at the day,
that are continuing anyway;


the bitter light from the heaven
means a mystery of the arcane town
from a flame, which color is an emerald
and a pain...
You aren't remembering me.
Our dreams aren't seeing us.
Nobody.
Never.
No more.