HETK

Olen valmistunud kogu elu selleks, mentaalselt ja füüsiliselt, sest kohe kätte jõuab hetk.
Kolm korda nädalas fitelu, kangi nagu Schwarz, neelan kreatiinkapsulit
teen hapet – seda aminot, intervalli valin lindilt nagu helilooja, kannan sooja kampsunit
klapitatud kokku, nagu mu kodu oleks Yves Saint Laurenti moemaja
ma su ilunippe ei vaja, sest olen ise suht blogi
mu enesekindlus kannab välja kõik, sest miskit mu üll’ ei ole vale
Moulinex’is kale, kanep, lina
toorkakao ja spirulina
mees, ma olen juba silmale nii nummi ja umami, et paljalt mu aurast hakkad õhetama nagu seisaks klassipildil crush’i kõrval.
Ma olen kingitus su pupillis, su varasemad standardid ja ideaalid lammutan kui Rebane kord Sakala,
yes sir, I can boogie nagu Baccara!
Ma olen valmistunud juuksejuure tasandil, nagu mul oleks alopeetsia,
kummikindad käes pügan Fiskarsiga mikrofloora hekitaimi nagu Edward Tim Burtoni linateoses, a hoolikalt ja kindlalt.
Olen valmistunud makrotasandil ka mentaalselt, loetud eneseabiaabitsad,
ENE-d, ENEKE-sed, Osho, Nastja, Pauksoni ja Mirabilia. Loomingu raamatukogu ja Bret Easton Ellis
Estonia balletid, Netflixi dokid ja Megadrive’i 8-bitised mängud, Köhleri ja Hesse: kõik ma ära händlind.
Kuuland ühest klapist Bathoryt, Kukemurus Mart Avi, kodus Bartóki, Schubertit ja Händlit.
Lugend ladinat: cogito, ergo sum!
Kogend parimat “mojitot” – ego surm!
Mahagonist sahtlipõhjas start-up’i papi klapin ise kui roosal paberkandjal gasell:
vaata RIK-ist, mis siin mul valetada.
Oma graafik ja graafika, oma krüpto ja uusim
lens peegelkaameral, et seda kõike talletada.
Ma olen selleks hetkeks valmistunud terve oma elu
see kolmandast silmast projekteeritud õhuloss on esimene, mille müürikivid materialiseeruvad.
Su kriitika ja pahameel võib tulla läbi müüri nagu Miley Cyrus, a mu ettevalmistus on põhjalik, seega sekundiga taastub kõik nagu aksolotli jäsemed.
Ma olen seda hetke oodand terve elu. See on lõpuks käes. See on lõpuks käes. 10 000% mu pingutustest on tehtud selle nimel. Asju on tuhat, aga fookus on üks,
see hetk on lõpuks käes [................a tuli välja, et ma eksisin.]

The Moment

I’ve been readying for this my whole life, mind and body alike, ‘cause the moment’s almost at hand
doing the fit-life three times a week, lifting like Schwarz, I throw back creatine
taking acid – the amino kind – picking my treadmill intervals like a composer, wearing a thick hoodie
all made to match like home’s a Yves Saint Laurent fashion house
I don’t need your beauty tips ‘cause I’m already pretty bloggy
my self-confidence will take all, ‘cause nothin’ I sport be wrong
hemp seeds, flax, kale in the KitchenAid
raw cocoa and spirulina
dude, I’m already so cute and umami to the eye that my aura alone’ll make you blush like you’re standing next to your grade-school crush
I’m a present in your pupil, I’ll smash your old standards and ideals like Kingdome coming down
yes sir, I can boogie like Baccara!
I’ve readied at the hair-root level, as if I’ve got alopecia wearing rubber gloves, I trim the bushes of microflora with a pair of Fiskars like Edward in Tim Burton’s flick, but my hand’s steady and sure
I’ve even readied my mind on the macro-level, reading self-help ABCs,
Britannicas, Usbornes, Osho, Williamson, horoscopes, sci-fi novels. World lit and Bret Easton Ellis
national ballet, Netflix docs, Megadrive 8-bit games, Köhler and Hesse – I’ve handled it all
I’ve listened to Bathory in one headphone; Mart Avi at an ambient festival; Bartók, Schubert, and Händel at home
Have read in Latin: cogito, ergo sum!
Have had the best mojito: Fargo doom!
the start-up cash in my mahogany drawer I’ve scraped together like a pink-paper gazelle:
check the records online, why should I even lie
my own designer and Warhols, crypto and the newest lens on my SLR to catch it all on film
I’ve been readying for this moment my whole life
this third-eye-designed castle in the air’s the first where walls’ll materialize
your rebukes and resentment may break through like Miley Cyrus, but my preparations have been profound, and it’ll all regenerate in a second’s time like an axolotl’s limbs
I’ve been waiting my whole life for this moment. It’s finally here. It’s finally here. 10,000% of my efforts have gone towards it. There’s a thousand things, but the focus is sole
the moment is finally here [................no, wait, turned out I was wrong]

Translated by Adam Cullen