pahavit (pahavit) wrote,

Babelfishing Poetry: "British-Style Top"

Babelfishing Poetry: "British-Style Top"

Hello! Lovely to see you, thank you for stopping by, and woo-hoo, it's Friday already.  Hooray!  Let's kick off the weekend with some more Babelfishing poetry, where I take song lyrics, run them through an on-line translator such as (but not necessarily) Babelfish, tweak the punctuation a bit, and wind up with a quirky kind of poem.

Described as "a father's lament over the devaluation of physical family keepsakes in the digital era," this week's feature is Ariel Pink's hypnagogic pop-styled song "Picture Me Gone" (listen to song here, or, if you dare, watch the really unsettling and creepy official video here).  Enjoy. 

British-Style Top

Flesh.  Flesh now.
The body is current.
The apparent give a newborn child.
Are you staying here?

Camera check.
And I love that you touched him.
You can't understand it,
and they'd never help.
Money is still your father's.
I own a shrapnel, self-discipline, other Japanese snakes, iCloud, dead person or deceased.
Only the Great Hall of Ghost is in Mexico.
Download my iPhone.

Flesh leaves the flesh
if you are between 8 and 45 years old.
Give this information to the baby,
in my hometown.

British-style top.

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