字 the Kanji Kid

the Kanji Kid

A collection of my translations~ and other things.


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It doesn't matter where it takes me
I know where it takes me
Blind hopping hoping I know the lines
The lines and lightly steaming 
I feel a sinking slipping enging screaming
Drugs dealing unfeeling machine seems to keel
Side to side the looping life living leeches leprosy life support

Same satiric sentence a side eye I send again again
And pretensing putting up defensing listening
Hearty hearing I know life stories left unlistened
Otherwise tell me my hysteric heart the slowest slump
Dies and sleeps it's not that deep
I've ice breaking faking dating grating
Day and day a mile to milk
Deaf man asks me which way the train is looping
I didn't show him the abcs
Or my daily fees hazy bees sloping tees and concrete freed

Country club of dumb and dump
A beginners bitch bimbo blocking my view of the
Green cunt birds and flocks of freaks
Feeding from my weathered hands

Hashish hazy halts. 
He keeps me in the cedar room the peacock plume
I wait and wait the effects inflate
And type my life upon its lynching keys
I am not me or mime or yours or mine
And swirling fills the corridor hurling
Basket case at Ursula Place swinking sinwing
Dinky bar I much prefer
Over leaving her breaking boulders overnight
The drying tight 
Making sheets in the daylight blinding expansive eyes with dye
Who leaves me here to sanguinate and lie
The end of welts and melting days whose going by
Rides the lichen's dying sigh
Panting chasing panties high
Flabby babbling only mine
Intensity propensity for cying fire
Seeming drilling tunes the piercing shriek bitches of a canine lyre
A baby abandoned in a rubber tyre