ii.

viii.

The city looked yellow

as the fireflies 

circled around in the sky

singing yellow songs.

MONDAY, 28 JANUARY 2013

vii.

I wish I could wear your head
and march in your shoes
fit into your jacket
and borrow your signature.

vi.

Shadowed behind her curtained hair
is a voice unheard,
slaving to save her words
from burning into flames.

v.

I banged you with a dagger
you survived?
I died the day you torpedoed my heart
we’re so different.

iv.

Maybe,
even after I die
I won’t disappear,
like you did.

iii.

Never so happy
to be in my skin
buried under wounds
of your disappearance.

ii.

You can burn my heart
with your rage,
or heal my heart
with your pharmacon kiss.

i.

Two bodiesOne heart,I wonder How you two exist.