Sunday, January 30, 2005

translated transcending
with a click of a button,
i transcend and within seconds
descent and immerse myself into the whirlpools of yesterday
glimpses. insights. and richly coloured imagery.
aids the isolated, and cushions the vibrations of shock
of the myraid changes.
in words, voice, attitude and visual aesthetics.
of the other being. you.

charlie.
charlie's the name of her imaginary friend.
she wished she had never met him.
a certain charlie, last name, chaplin
wowed the world.
but her charlie,
gatecrashed her world.
stole everything a girl had.
charlie ended it all, with a simple sorry.
she tells me,
to steer clear, of every little chucky charlie.
it was all for the better.

i write to stay sane.
to play games.
you write.
to play games.
human psych games.




Thursday, January 06, 2005

the worst state of mind one can be in
is simply withholding the memory of the future