جيلان صلاح - Jaylan Salah
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January 22, 1988
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Charles Bukowski, Emily Dickinson, Iris Murdoch, Milan Kundera, Shirle
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“Arriving Early Before anybody comes Waiting in the cubicle On my own Listening to the far sounds of the busy streets People – their jobs engraved on their faces Doctors looking sick Engineers with structured contours Writers with eyes the size of softballs bulging with desire and intensity no more wasting energy on drugs or booze But the ultimate detachment from a monotone existence would be to have the liberty to move on Walk tall and stand your ground or else you will lose it all in one handshake”
― Workstation Blues
― Workstation Blues
“God, please don’t make me go blind This job bites Nothing ever stays the same My ears hurt My lobes once beautiful and tender, now flaky with pain red with burning intensity My elbows feel weird exposed to the universe of hardwood and panel My eyes Oh, God, I love my eyes They are the foundation on which I built my papier kingdom on which I am the high priestess and the shrewd mistress If an owl cannot see describe prescribe then what remains of the night queen? God, please don’t make me go blind For blind is on the list of what it means not to be Me”
― Workstation Blues
― Workstation Blues
“The Routine… ...is not a scene from Alfonso Cuarón’s movie nor a part in Roger Waters “The Wall” Orson Welles might have come close with Kafkaesque nightmares But I beg to differ Routine is ungraspable, unexplainable It is more than just a row of robotic, faceless humanoid figures and less Panem-like It is the tick of an imaginary clock the unprecedented passing time The lure behind the lore Gravitational, earthquake-ish and magnanimous I look at the world and there it is going around in constant rhythms But here I am trapped in the tiniest corner of the tightest corners working my brains out, my fingers, my nimble soul Each to his own Each to his back David and Goliath style How do you wait when the wait is the fate of the unsure? How do you pretend to dream? How do you live in the now when the NOW is all there is to live”
― Workstation Blues
― Workstation Blues
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