CIRCUSITCH

Archive for January, 2008

29 Jan, 2008

Eighties baby

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

You are a fisherman fishing for poems,
in this deep sea of too cool things
we feel lost in.
We ride horses still,
when everyone else,
breathes exhaust fumes.
I am a pair of shoulder pads,
while you are MC Hammer
in spirit.
I am romantic only for you.
As you are only to
me.
We breathe old fashion
in our mid twenties.
And we paint the pain
with our [...]

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27 Jan, 2008

If I’m a lezzie, then what is this?

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

I try not to count the days. But the seconds count the days for me, in the form of questions, taking my blood out, sleeping irregularly.
The pattern for goodbye is to see each other everyday. But we have began to let go of each other secretly, none of these cheesy shit for the [...]

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24 Jan, 2008

Lungs.

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

I’m writing this with a queasy stomach, a spinning head, and a parched throat. I am aware that too many people read this blog. Someone asked me, “Don’t you care that people know the state of your mind?”
I don’t really care. My principle is easy – put out what you want people to know [...]

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23 Jan, 2008

To this day still

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

Her hair smelled like cheap shampoo, but I didn’t mind.
Me dating her was a crash course in itself. She was driving behind me and I saw through the rear view mirror that she was crying. I’ve always thought love was a crash and burn thing, so, “what the hell,” I mutter to myself, and [...]

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22 Jan, 2008

Change the channel

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

People sometimes say that you can tell that someone is going to die when you hear a buzz in your ear. They also say that you can always tell that it is going to rain by the way cows lie down on the field.
Sometimes when a big change in your life is going [...]

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21 Jan, 2008

Hey! Yes, you.

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Writings

You know how good it was for me. You know how bad it was for me. You know the things I want to see. You know the person I want to be. You know the time I fall asleep. You know it when I fall so deep. You know just where I have been.
Yes, [...]

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19 Jan, 2008

Mama!

Posted by: Rocket Queen In: Self

The best thing about Chinese New Year is the abundance of mandarins. I just love them, would have cloned them throughout the year if I could. I enjoy eating them sprawled on my mattress, flipping through the pages of a magazine. I love peeling the skin all off and eating the juicy sacs one [...]

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  • Miss Aida: I'm sorry for your loss. It always seems cliched when someone outside almost apologizes for something that is beyond their control, but I am sorry. I'
  • along: Al fatihah to ngangah. Kaklong will always remember you in my doa. InsyaAllah.
  • kin: pray for your happiness. and when u do find it i hope u'll share it.

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