Monday, 23 July 2007
engulfed.
climbing out on to a narrow ledge, i seek warmth. hopefully you're done lying.
however tortuous and unfamiliar the pattern, it has always been the same. that twist of fate;
that twist of cautionary tale; it has been in these ears through and through. so through that, by the next moment, i find it all so similar and safe; sprawling beneath these feet, on the grounds i vertical myself.
none were centralised; that rare, mesmerising truth- one always seeks but seldom finds. placed myself in wonderland, obliged by the wind. nothing you do seems harmless... do sit, come together, make a turn, be with me. do not grieve, everything's over. so what would be the same... stand yourself in my fantasy. you'll probably cave in more than what i already am. that vision closes up as you slowly let it go; accompanied by how you would loosen these fists, and with a fair amount of an empty swallow; i don't know who you think i am.
have mercy.
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i simply can't put myself together to deny the weather. it is just too serene, mild, balmy and composed. so i guess times like this i should begin on school's advertising and creative writing assignment. 4000 words to be produced at a time like this. if i could wish for more, i'd want it to be snowing. but i want to be a more appreciative & thankful being. won't ask for more. rainy days like these would just do it.
anyway, today, the pair out of many others in class, (mondok and me) agreed that, jude law looks blissfully retarded in that dunhill advertisement. his face looked exceptionally dumb that it brings the whole ad down; and i couldn't do anything except to rock the whole class and made them laugh along too. (well of course, mondok did the talking and presenting. but the 'retarded' idea was my retarded idea!)
