For you
Listen, just once more, to me,
before you leave, unheeding.
After this, locked and hidden,
I will put it all away,
to hope, to wait, to wither.
It's like clouds before sunset,
tinged crimson like a lover's blush.
Like stars at midnight, till morning burning;
deathless, only hiding.
It's the sail of a small bird on a well-caught gust,
slow, against the streak of a meteor.
It's a meteor that comes unbidden but welcome,
yet fades, brief like wind-flung raindrops on a window.
It's like seeing the ocean after ages of winding road,
and a lighthouse rising from the rocks.
Like a promise of rest beside eternal waters
with a guardian for starless new-moon nights.
It's sweet chocolate shared between a couple,
trifle banter that flits like a butterfly.
It's petalled colour on a lone stalk in a grassy field
standing against a harsh sky.
It's so much, too much,
and I sit, sniffing, on an overflowing suitcase
trying to pack it all away.
But every day it distils like salt crystals forming
and then it seems to get easier.
It seems to be many things but all it is,
is the feeling that is now long gone,
save for when on drawn-out nights
I lie and forget,
that it's an eternal wait
for you.
it's been a month now since that long, long, night...
Monday, January 30
Saturday, January 21
hmm...
hello everybody...
there's nothing much to say now... i've been walking around and sitting around watching tv in this stupor since i woke up and i haven't really snapped out of it yet...
so maybe this mindless rambling outpouring of words will wake me up somewhat so i can get on to afore-promised this-is-what-i-did-this-week post...
oh yes... this is what i did last week...
or rather... what i didn't do...
i didn't remember to take my pendant out of my pocket... it was there in the first place since i decided it didn't go with my shirt but i wanted to bring it home from camp see...
and so it went with my jeans into the washing machine and all i have left now is pendant sans chain...
so i'll have to go out and get one...
which isn't necessarily a bad thing since i now have an excuse to shop...
if only for a chain...
moving on...
we all have new pillows at home...
that's a good thing cos i now have something else to cosy up to instead of that tatty old thing...
but then the rest of the family doesn't seem to share my enthusiasm in acquiring new pillows so i have four more pillows sitting in my room... forlorn and neglected and still in the plastic bags they came in...
and forever getting in my way...
somehow pillows look a lot bigger when they're not on the bed where they belong...
...
halfway through blogging about pillows i decided to take a nap...
and now i've just awakened...
four hours later...
it seems nowadays i sleep a whole lot more than before...
and i don't see why not...
i can sleep and dream nonsense dreams that i half-remember and wake up feeling all confused...
and sometimes pleasantly amused...
and hungry... for that matter...
time doesn't stop, does it? 12:27 pm
i'm very tired now but i actually intended to do one of those boring this-is-what-i-did-this-week posts...
so instead i'm going to rant about the two ulcers on the left side of my lips...
one above and one below...
i sometimes think brushing my teeth is a chore... but now i know it can be an agony too...
haha...
ok i'm done ranting...
this post is here more to force me to blog the actual this-is-what-i-did-this-week post since in it i say i'll do it...
and if i don't i'll have very irate readers...
according to a certain anonymous whose identity i'd really like to uncover...
so do drop me a line... email or something... so i know who you are...
and for the rest of the world you can expect a plebeian this-is-what-i-did-this-week post tomorrow...
or sunday...
i think...
time doesn't stop, does it? 12:36 am
Wednesday, January 11
hello...
been shopping for new year clothes... bought jeans and corduroy trousers and red striped polo from topman...
and a bright pink shirt from m-industries...
new pair of shoes from clark...
and a new sweater...
that according to my friends makes me look like a sick old man...
i like shopping...
hee hee...
very extremely late thank-yous for my chrismas present of Sandman issues 1,2,3,5 from Serena, Sonia, sulin and Weiman...
(well actually the present came late too...)
(ok fine so it was partly my fault that i didn't join them on xmas day itself...)
haha...
time doesn't stop, does it? 11:06 am