Messinian Holiday

LEMONIA (F)LEAP EDELTRAUD => INTER-TEMPORAL: DISMANTLING BIG TIME/NEW CHAPTER

YIALOVA
FRIDAY AFTERNOON
17/10/2014

MESSINIAN HOLIDAY

1
In Yialova there is a gray sky,
the late summer didn't materialize,
this atmosphere I wouldn't describe as "dry",
some recent words I would describe as lies.

Nevertheless, my afternoon rolls fine,
across the bay Pylos town looks cute,
this sky, although gray, looks divine,
and my guitar prefers to stay mute.

If I feel like it I may go swimming,
have a cool beer or even take a nap,
observe Wolks Wagen croud as they are teaming
in conference to talk their usual crap.

In Marathopolis the nights pass quiet,
serenity is ruling the sea coast,
I may return again to my fish diet,
just to reclaim some proteins I've lost.

2
Last night my cousin told me some old stories
as we were drinking new Messinian wine,
telling each other our invested worries,
explaining which was his and which was mine.

My niece Marie got married yesterday,
already pregnant, groom from near by,
the child is due for Christmas, that's ok,
it's gonna be a girl, so we'll all fly!

Later on we said a quick "good night"
and I returned half drunk to my hotel,
each morning I forget the previous night
cause all is well if it has ended well.

3
My house I have filled with pesticide,
this morning I just found a mouse dead,
it's better than committing suicide,
get done by human poison instead.

I hardly ever talk with Edeltraud,
it is a month since I had a few words,
the south now looks clear of every cloud,
tonight I may strum a few sad chords.

Thus human poison cannot affect me,
loneliness has eventually worn off,
Eros is no more able to infect me,
every prospective lover can fuck off.

This is green West Messinia, all it's fine,
my baby treats me still with a wife's care,
I'm still her only man and still she's mine,
and still there is no one else like her.