Tuesday, December 25, 2007

the vacuum in my room is unbearable
pregnant with aborted ambitions and all sorts of
empty reasons
the music kicks in, I am sinking

Even the sunlight through the leaves
are blinking,
Away the tears that never stood a chance
to illustrate the heartache

Of a tragedy that never ends
and the hope that always dies
Instead of me.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Smoke signals rises from your nostrils
when my eyes are hummingbirds
Flitting from the blossoms of your words
Do I dare say that you
Make me feel?

It makes me want to dance
To the earth's seismic activity
And stretch out into the galaxy

But when I look down,
I see my feet are bound
Like our words, like my heartbeat
I want you to compare my hair with
The night sky
The chilliest kiss of the season is here.