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Mateuš Conrad May 2017
e.g. máteùš

i admit, i could have added another acute e to the spelling,
but i thought: that would really be too crowded,
a bit like, from the depths of hades, there arose
a sentence, that, might, have, looked, like, this.
                   too much punctuation, a crowded space,
what was necessary was some fresh air, and an open field
  somewhere down the middle of the word.
             ah... noticing this... chemists write numbers associated
to elements and compounds *subscript
...
     hence punctuation is like a chemistry script.
               diacritical involvement? that's like mathematical notation,
i.e.  write out                       x cubed, or y squared...
                   where do you place the 3 and the 2 with respect
to the algebraic hypotheticals? well, they go above,
   well: to the right corner of the hypotheticals;
              very much like diacritical marks; but of course,
this is language, so they are placed directly above the letter -
       but the comparison stands: both are punctuation statements,
chemistry of subscript notation of punctuation, inter-words -
mathematics of superscript notation of punctuation, intra-words.
    nietzsche once noted: polaks are the french of
                                            the slavs.

                now... about that congestion, and a due comparison...
  it comes down to the relation between acute, grave and the caron.
     in french:        e.g. the word crème fraîche
          ah **** the antonym of the caron, the circumflex! that too.
       thus into the aesthetic...
                the grave e (è) in the word crème?
                   the aesthetic ugly would look like this crèm...
               because that's the function of the grave e - it's as if
to pull back the word to the beginning, or at least reigning in the m,
     so the second e is not even pronounced.
         now the word fraîche and the dynamic of the circumflex
iota (î).      it does something similar to the grave diacritical mark,
       simple optometry... it's a constrictive symbol,
                       a biblical comparison to Samson pulling
    two pillars so that a temple falls...
                      î
                fra    che
but once again, the french aesthetic, the e is once more redundant,
  but, good heavens, imagine simply writing         fraîch... ?!
      so the circumflex and the grave accents have their similarities.

now, the second word, máteùš:
          here we have a different dynamic,
        the reason i didn't write it as mátéùš -
                     for one, having two diacritical marks on letters, side by side
is already pushing it, but three? and the fact that one of the letters
   doesn't have a diacritical mark, namely t? well, that already excludes
the letter from the word, which would make the word morph
   into máéùš:         otherwise, the original would be noted in algebraic
form as                       x = letter without a diacritical mark
        v = letter with a diacritical mark,
                                                           ­                  i.e. xvxxvv,
but imagine the variation              xvxvvv.
    anyway... what's the difference between the circumflex and the caron?
the caron? it hides one particular letter with regard to s;
   in slavic, that letter would be z...          in germanic?     h.
how you'd say shish (kebab).
                             i was once accused of pronouncing the word kebab
in arficaan... i can already see an entry point of diacritical
marks into english... africaan?   acute accent on both e and a
   so i don't say the word with a macron on the a (ā)
                                             kebāb (kebaab), africān (aan) -
**** this digression...
     back to the story...   what happens in the word     máteùš
which is antonym to the french aesthetic? primarily the grave u (ù)...
   and its relationship to the caron s (š)...
    the grave u suggests to the s: put on a cloak, put on a fez
of magical properties, so that the z will not see you, standing next to me.
        so the s duly agrees...
               without the caron above the s? how would the word look?
     z would come along, and rip off both their diacritical marks
z: u! give me the grave!
ù: no!
z: oh ****** well yes!         (pluck)
    right now i have a torso.
       s! the caron!
š: ok ok, just don't steal my curves.       (pluck)
z: ah... both arms and legs.
      now all that's missing is a head...
      oi! fake iota! the overdot!
i: sure, whatever, i never needed it in the first place,
        this is me sitting down, i stand up, and it's as if it was never there - I.
                                (pluck)
ż: aaaaaaaah...        (āāāāh, alternatively, i.e. ā = a x2).
  
p.s. and yes, ż is an orthodox letter... e.g.?   żart.... joke.
DC raw love Dec 2014
Hello,
Is there anybody in there?

Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?

Come on now
I hear you're feeling down

Well, I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again

Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon

You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying

When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons

Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand

This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin *****
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good

That'll keep you going through the show
Come on, it's time to go.

When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse

Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone

I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone

I have become comfortably numb.
pf
Mateuš Conrad Jul 2018
sometimes i'm bewildered by
the fact that i can roll tobacco
like a habana native rolls
a cigare for export -
     i think that would be my dream
"menial" mechanical line
of work,
         rolling cigarettes...
tried to teach this english lass
once, climbing across a fence from
a darkened park...
    eh... didn't work:
   but we did find her friend,
    lying stiff, almost dead on
the pavement after they had
an argument...
                    and the black cat...
god...
             when i put my jumper onto
her to keep her from shivering,
flicking the roof of her cap
asking: alright?
              it's as if seeing a snowman
melt...
    i sometimes forget that
there are people... not exactly
                                  6ft1 proportions...
oh ****... rolling cigarettes?!
   ah, ****, the industry is mechanised:
no foreign saliva necessary
             to glue the "parchment"...
so one for myself then,
  and the memory cinema...
   akin to that memory, just described...
don't worry, they finally got home,
after i interacted with
her father over the phone
(when i still hand one) -
    she took a "selfie"
              just when her black cabbie
father drove to the bus-stop...
come to think of it...
    besides my youth...
   i can only remember 4 girls taking
a picture of me...
    
    hebrī: panie -
         r(ye) = the macron above
  the iota -
     no wonder the past few nights have
been "weird":
   sniffing a belt without a buckle,
  wrapping it around my right arm
thinking of a boxing glove,
when in fact i was unconscious
  imitating the practice of tefillah...

ha ha...
    a 15 year old girl suddenly drowning
in a borrowed jumper
  to stop her shivering
   while being escorted home...
much like a dolphin "laughing"
of a seal giving applause for herring...

that's not the point:
    i really could roll you a decent cigarette,
almost like a shamanic ritual
encounter...
        you roll the perfect diameter,  
**** at the **** of the filter to check
for the proper air flow,
   then fiddle around with the shaft...
gently heat the shaft with a lighter
   to dry the wet tobacco a little...
   then wait...
    get an idea...

"my" people? sorry, my generation?!
surely we can
   have our martyr...

      aaaaaaaah.... jim morrison...
we've had these people,
     james dean: sure but we have a clone
replica in the form of james franco...
only one contender...
   no, not: kurt cobain...
                         heath ledger!    
that's me ******* golfballs standing
over his grave, trying to say:
                                             fore!

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