Luyện nghe bài hát Objects in Spaceterenberg

Yesterday I laid everything out on the carpet
Books, kitchen things,
With specific or none
Arranged them sideways in a
On the there, unmoored
Out of context and considered it
the whole picture, then everything individually
Humming at the deadest pace imaginable
One object, another, and then the next
And I wondered they meant there
If they anything still

notes,
supplies,
A book you in the desert,
Wildflowers'.
Pictures vacations,
parties,
Kitschy gifts we from rest stops
On that trip out West
Objects,
itself
And memory

All of it laid out
In the room
The living
The hallway, and the basement, and the
From room we called the office
But never
In the
laid out there on the floor
On the carpet, out of

And I sat for hours

Today I moved from the floor
To the in the dining room
each thing carefully without reason
Or at least without one I or could describe
There, on the table, together and when I was
I stepped back I what I had made
Keepsakes, pictures,
Ordinary objects all collected

A

And I thought of ones on or set by gravestones
All the things you see there but understand
But bring a remembered thing back vividly
Invoke someone's when there together
In that in that way out of context
And I I had to take it down
Before anybody saw
Tomorrow I to put them all somewhere
things
In
Side of the
Attic
All these things that push and pull me through
To places I was, places I might have gone,
I ended up going

Ticket from one thing or another
A personalized coffee mug neither name nor mine
cards and old phones
A from an old calendar I bought once
At a store and insisted on hanging
That of the moon print

Old of mine

Put in boxes

And I sat for hours
In the living first
Then in the dining
things around
Picking up and seeing where they took me
To place in history
moment on our timeline
Where we were, where I was, I thought we'd end up
In house or on the highway
Driving somewhere Christmas
In the desert or else

And I put them in