"...A STRAIGHT LINE DRAWN CROOKEDLY INSIDE ME..."
( for David Olof Carney )
"Six months, if that...eh?"
inside the cancer
eating him cell by cell
life now
a death sentence
he couldn't live with it
"If it be now..."
Hamlet's solliquoy
comes to mind
in the car crash
his last laugh: "Thank you God!
You're a good sport!"
Aug 30, 2017
Aug 30, 2017 at 3:04 PM UTC
"...A STRAIGHT LINE DRAWN CROOKEDLY INSIDE ME..."
( for David Olof Carney )
"Six months, if that...eh?"
inside the cancer
eating him cell by cell
life now
a death sentence
he couldn't live with it
"If it be now..."
Hamlet's solliquoy
comes to mind
in the car crash
his last laugh: "Thank you God!
You're a good sport!"
The title is taken from Alvaro De Campos aka Fernando Pessoa's MARITIME ODE.
"But the song is a straight line drawn crookedly inside me.."
Curiously enough my friend Jan survived both the crash and the cancer. He thought he was dead on both accounts but would have preferred the car crash as a way to go.
But he pulled through at the last moment which as it happened wasn't his ...last moment. He fought bravely against his cancer and life still has its grip on him ten years down the road.
He's beginning to think he will never die. Don't know whether that's a good or a bad thing! But yes Jan lives on....long live Jan!
"Quelle douleur incroyable, et quelle joie incroyable! "
