SORRY I FUCKING DIED FOR A BIT HELLO. UM. take a catullus 51 free translation i did in penance or something
that man is divine to me - you know how it goes, of course -
divine or more, if you’ll let me say it,
who sits and faces (over and over),
bears witness, hears prayers from you,
your laughter like honey. my senses are
lost (oh fuck me, how pathetic); the moment
i see you, lesbia, my strength is sapped,
[that god steals verse from the poet’s lips.]
words freeze on my tongue, hidden fever
soaks down into my limbs, corruption sings in my ears;
twofold darkness, night into perpetuity, falls
to cloak the suns behind my eyes.
leisure, idleness - whatever it is, catullus, it leaves you adrift;
leisure leaves you restless, aimless, too-much-too-fast.
leisure leaves you a toppled king, his once-blessed city
abandoned in the dust.
howwww are you all!! i don't think i made that many friends on here but still- tee hee. personally i have a cold and am shitting myself about exams but still!
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