Monday, August 25, 2008
Lynette's Letter
could glow in the dark
that's how much joy there was in her heart
then this world of fears and madness
-it got to her
acquainted her joy with tears and sadness
I see her now, every once in a while
her new beauty makes me smile.
My Dearest Joy, right or wrong, you'll always be a better woman than I deserve. Yours as long as you'll have me, R.E.K.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
This Waking Life
The self-centred sun woke me up
and i was so disappointed like:
Why the fuck didnt i suffocate
in my sleep?
then i reached over to kiss my gorgeous
girlfriend goodmorning
before i remembered i didnt have a girlfriend...
gorgeous or otherwise...
in fact my right hand was so sore from self love
that i had to use my left hand to give my fuzzy
reflection the finger
then i took a dump
knowing that would be the least shitty part of the day
then i yelled at my shower for being so cold
then i yelled at my clothes for being so old
then i went to the fridge to grab something to eat
but i realised i didnt have anything to eat
in fact i didnt have a fridge
that sucked
i screamed FUCK!!!
then i called my best friend to tell her how rubbish
i felt
but i realised my bestfriend existed only online
so if i was offline, so was our friendship
then i banged my head against the wall
and cried: fuck it, fuck it all...
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
Blister
When i'd start to feel i wasn't here
she'd kiss me and i'd re-appear
i miss her... no-
i miss the love we had
all cos i mistook her for a punching bag
& now my shame has formed a blister
who spoke first? i dont recall
the faster you run, the harder you fall
so once my ego burst
i loved her everything and she was all
it just felt sometimes like she yearned to be conquered
so we'd argue if love should be earned or just sponsored
then she'd push me when i pulled away
was a misguided fool, just a fool today
and i miss her... no
i miss the hope to grow
all cos she boobie-trapped my mistletoe
Saturday, August 02, 2008
The Alchemist Storm
just breathtaking!
the eye of the storm camoflouges impending doom
...her heart's breaking
unable to comprehend despite how hard he's trying
the floating memories so beautiful... so why is she crying?
her throat is strained
"Please... leave... now..."
so much pain
but he cant take his eyes off the picture frame
no matter how hard he tries, he cant hear what she's saying
7 months of all the dreams he thinks she wanted
a picture of the happiness by which their haunted
cant comprehend despite how hard he tries
cant see the truth until he shuts his eyes
tears... "leave now"...
and the sound of a heart breaking
a perfect picture floating towards him
eyes open, he's awakened!
He ducks-
"Lady, what the fuck?!!"
and finally it hits him, the words he's been missing
"Would you stop trying to fix me and for once... just listen?..."