14 days to a trimmer tummy*

if my tummy were bushes
surrounding the garden of your house 

will it really take 14 days for you to trim me?

i’ll say,
you need the exercise

*borrowed from an (old) ad banner on Yahoo!

(in one of our conversations, mikael asked me about a poem i had written, one with “tummy” and “bushes” in it. i was like gosh that piece was like a century old how could he still remember. so i went home, opened my rotting trunk and retrieved this little memento. it was first posted on what was then known as the Pathetic Poets Society, some time before life asked too much of me that i just forgot to log on to the site and they had to terminate my membership. ah.)

song for Ofelia*

tears
bleed like
silver

under
the full moon

light
tips of forest

trees
glow

with golden
shimmer

and fireflies
are fairies

withering like
dreams

when she falls
asleep

deep
in the labyrinth

within
mist of lullabyes

word
less

 

 

*Ofelia is the central character in “Pan’s Labyrinth” (2006), played beautifully by Ivana Baquero. The film is written, produced and directed by Guillermo del Toro.

RETURN TO (UN)INNOCENCE

trying to form beautiful phrases amidst the roaring sounds of the moving taxi and the raindrops outside.
VROOM. VROOM.
tick. tick.

and my lips begin to chap.

i am angry.
you should’ve asked for guidance.
you are a fool.

my chapped lips begin to quiver.

the taxi stroll further to the breezy fog.
like an airplane.
but it is useless.

my quivering lips begin to tremble.

i hate you.
i don’t deserve to be like this.
getting less when i pay for more.

my trembling lips are entirely chapped.
tick. tick.
VROOM. VROOM.

failing to form beautiful phrases amidst the roaring sounds of the moving taxi and the raindrops outside.

 

 

elected as “Poem of the Day” on pathetic.org before my account got suspended :p