12/02/2005
[From Under The Door]
...
Dear Sister,
i'm in a bit of panic rush
right now down here.
Will you pass the tampons, please,
from under the door?
Oh Dear Sister,
why didn't you tell me earlier
about all these madness?
Why didn't you say anything
way earlier before?
Lovely Sister,
we shared bedtime stories
about schooldays and boyfriends,
but why not about this?
Please Sister,
pass more tampons
from under the door,
coz i'm bleeding all over
of a broken-heart disease.
...to whom it may concern...
12/01/2005
[thousand miLLion waLLs]
Please let me stay a few more minutes
behind your thousand million walls,
and find a comforting space
to share-inhale some of your feelings.
Coz I do, wanna sit beside you.
I do, wanna see right through you.
And these fingertips looking for a clue
at the corners of your thousand million walls.
If this is as fas as I get inside
from your protective scar;
will you sing me the songs of million walls
that you have kept to decide?
[dedicated to the fellowship of cold-introvert-people; they say we have no feelings? raise the cocktails, toast!:)]