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Sunday, November 29, 2009

Planet Daze

I thought it would be easy,
But nobody believes me.
Will there be miracle?
If i assemble all of the particles.

When i can't remember your face,
That's when i'm at planet daze.
It's a yellow place.
For losers that will never have their own case.

What will happen if i appear and confront
On the other dimension?
I bet there will be confusion and frustration.

There's never been a good argument.
I find it weird before with those commitment.
Where are you?

C.K.




Sunday, November 22, 2009

Time back.

November is moving too slow.
Feeling of being wasted with all the alcohol and cigarettes for weeks.
Just 6 more months and a few more festivals to celebrate.
I'm 22 and i'll break through with the new news being input to me.


Monsoon is here and i bet summer is just right opposite us.
Somehow i can feel your present near me.
Maybe it's the drunkenness that hallucinate me to feel that.
But i'm right.

Taking two steps to get from 9 to 7.
Thoughts and evidence somehow contradicts themselves.
I want to pack them in a box and seal them up with a fragile signs.
Every single letter and every single word, there's a message.



C.K.




Sunday, November 8, 2009

Something too much?

I hear you on the radio.
You're burning in my screen.
I'll cut out both your wings and print it on.
All i wanted to say,
All i wanted to do,
is to fall apart now.

That's the sound you've been waiting for.