The Scene of the Crime

and let's unveil your greatest alibi
as I watch you return to the scene of the crime
let's ask all your witnesses that will swear
that you were somewhere else that night
and I will stay awake and mine eyes won't rest,
I'll seek out the clues, may my efforts be blessed
I'll follow the trails till I find all the proof that I need
to relieve this ache from my chest

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pospreterito: young man in black with a red tie against a red wall (Default)
[ pos.pɾe'te.ɾi.to ]
pospreterito: two hands conjuring fire ({stories} ..dae fire and fire)
Song for workers (three-syllable)
Temp Jobs

02. Bring your favourite room to work
At home it doesn't fit
You’ve carried it for long enough
Others may know what to do with it.

04. Bring your other face to work
It’s a near-flawless disguise
But if no one knew you anyway
You should not be surprised.

05. Bring your old ideals to work
Your anthems and your hymns
You do not want them any more
But your peers may well believe them.

06. Bring your flask of jack to work
Take five unwise swings
If your ankles start to burn
You might find you’ve grown wings

07. Bring your button eyes to work
And fail at all to see
Blindness may bring you sympathy;
Take what you can, it’s free.

08. Bring your fear of heights to work
It’s quite a common excuse
But once you’re six feet underground
It won’t be any use

09. Bring your will to live to work
And note a causal change
As casually behind your back
Your days are rearranged

11. Bring your inner child to work
And start a fire at break
Only to find that in the chaos
There’s nothing you would want to save

12. Bring your poetry to work
And hide loose sheets around
—Though in folders, chairs, or ceiling tiles,
Be sure it will be found.

13. Bring your broken rules to work
To stack them in the trash
It’s better if you box them up first
You wouldn’t want to cut your hands

15. Bring your Marxist aunt to work
And scandalise the masses
They’ll act shocked only to forget
Before a full week passes

16. Bring your favourite tree to work
At home there's been a drought
Other people are a different country
Maybe they can help you out.

17. Bring your sousaphone to work
Find it somewhere to stand
You may never have learned to play
But somebody here can.

(Bring your unwritten songs to work
And start a band.)
pospreterito: two hands conjuring fire ({stories} ..dae fire and fire)


today i got an email from northwestern university saying that they are interested in me as a student because of my 'high' (quotes because they were fucking abysmal and i hate everything, ahem) SAT scores. i have never heard of them before but people seem to like them and apparently they want me.

so i... guess if they don't have a supplement as detailed as, say, stanford's (good god, stanford, what is wrong with you) i... might apply. maybe.

even though i'm convinced either they suck or they sent me the email by mistake. maybe both.

it... still made me kind of gleeful for a while.

am i ever glad i'm over that, right.
pospreterito: a scattered pile of papers and drawings ({process} ..ar elegance and thought)
as long as actually explaining and indexing poetry and songs is something i seem to be doing these days:
  • i organise songs i write mostly by theme. this has resulted in having a rough idea of three things that will be albums as soon as i finish writing them.

  • since i am me, they are all of course being written simultaneously (by "written simultaneously" we may mean "being left for dead for ten months out of the year or more, but together!")

  • this actually started as a way to tell apart songs i was writing for the rock opera the short and graceless life of miranda clay from songs i wasn't
so now we have:
  1. The Short and Graceless Life of Miranda Clay, a rock opera about a legally blind girl who dies in a car crash and her kind of terrible friends and acquaintances and hallucinating bereaved girlfriend and how they get themselves killed or ruined or out of the whole mess

  2. Simon Says, an album in practice about reference jokes (it is where things like "i wrote an overqualified + a series of unfortunate events crossover as an allegory for the stages of mitosis" and "MOOOOM DOC SCRATCH WON'T GET OUT OF MY NARRATION MOM MAKE HIM STOOOP" go, and yes, i am not making either of these up, these are both legit songs i have written and am more or less pleased with, help) and in theory about the end of the world (hay simon haaaaaaaay) whether apocalyptic-scale or personal (or my favourite, both!)

  3. [citation needed], an album about... things that aren't simon says, the way ss was about things that weren't TSGLMC. tentative theme is "optimistic futures, also religion", which is a bad approximation of an impression you can kind of only get in my head by flinging the people's key at automatic over and over again.
so because i've never done so before, i went through two years' worth of month-by-month writing folders and pulled up everything that looked songish. APPROXIMATE TRACKLISTS AHOY.

this is going to be long.

because the things i do make sense. )
pospreterito: reads "saint stephen [the city without maps]" ({stories} ..saint stephen with a rose)

03/07/2012

form: villanelle
meter: iambic heptameter. i think.
why: i was bored, angry, and lonely
success rate: uh okay...? i mean, i wrote it to have a villanelle i can sing ("the one i can sing.txt") and built the tune around a your mom crack i made at an episode of supernatural and then didn't even use the rest of the line, s... o...
weird title? Y oh my god sufjan stevens when did you start doing titles for me cut it out i can do it myself

When Your Loved Ones Flinch At The Name Of God


'written in a block-breaking stupor from 00:05 to 00:26' say my notes )


08/07/2012

form: sestina
meter: iambic tetrameter
why: i was bored, angry, and lonely
success rate: sure why not (not sure what i think of it, but I WROTE A SESTINA, BOW DOWN, basically)
weird title? Y, but informs rest of poem

I've never liked Job


while coming up with the six words: 'god this is horrible i hate you all hm mm what is this, a conman being reprimanded? Hmm mm mm' )


09/07/2012

form: terzanelle
meter: reverse iambic hexameter
why: i was bored, angry, and lonely
success rate: it didn't end up conveying quite what i wanted it to. admittedly, what i wanted it to may have been overly complicated, seeing as i can't seem to explain it in anything less obtuse than... dresden files metaphors... good example of why i shouldn't be allowed to write personal poetry, can't do that thing and god knows how obersy et al manage it.
weird title? Y

"What are you going to major in?"
------------------- Or ----------------------
If the World Wins Out


you must have some idea )


22/07/2012

form: english sonnet seven couplets because someone got the rhyme scheme for a sonnet wrong
meter: iambic pentameter
why: i was bored, angry, and lonely
success rate: ??? i started with a tweet of david malki!'s and got a distraction. win...?
weird title? Y (however, the titles not in capslock don't count, they're more notes-to-self, but they're at the top of the page so here you go)

OPTIMISM
(when the lights go out I'll still believe in you; come hell or high water I'm not going into politics; with thanks to Alan Turing and Ada Lovelace)


rewritten so many times, but it took my mind off of trouble i got my own self into by having the emotional range of a teaspoon and the maturity level of my enemies divided by each other )
pospreterito: a list of the books in the cause series ({stories} ..cause series)
no i just

seriously

i realised this yesterday while reading a chick track dissection. yep. see, they were going on about the judeochristian Thing about blood, which i am reliably informed is different than, say, the kind of Thing about blood derek or i have because of reasons, and i thought, oh god if the colourverse ever does get published people are going to draw hydan/christ parallels then aren't they, and amused myself for a little while imagining what a shitty messiah aaron hydan would be, i mean, you'd be better off with left behind!jesus at that point even, aaron hydan is... aaron.

that was a very long sentence.

anyway! then there was a very long pause.

then: you know, cat dies...

(this is hardly a spoiler any more, by the way, or maybe the longer i go the more of a spoiler it is; but for those of you playing along at home, the cause trilogy and then the thirteen-book colourverse series happened because the dictionary.com prompt at RaTs was 'quaff' and all i could think of was someone poisoning themselves so i whipped up a universe and a sarcastic narrator to suit and then killed her. yes, i know. yes, i know. out of that, colourverse! the universe where bad things happen to everybody and you will like it!)

today i remembered that reading a different chick dissection (shut up i adore enter the jabberwock 0kay). to wikipedia!
In general, a character should display more than one correspondence with the story of Jesus Christ as depicted in the Bible. For instance, the character might display one or more of the following traits: performance of miracles, manifestation of divine qualities, healing others, display loving kindness and forgiveness, fight for justice, being guided by the spirit of the character's father, death and resurrection. Christ figures are often martyrs, sacrificing themselves for causes larger than themselves.

In postmodern literature, the resurrection theme is often abandoned, leaving us with the image of a martyr sacrificing himself for a greater good. It is common to see Christ figures displayed in a manner suggestive of crucifixion as well.

(emphasis mine. i am the worst judge of character, so her altruistic qualities will have to be left in the lurch for now.)

welp.

yesterday i also did a practice SAT, but obviously telling you about this was so much more important. education post later.