Tuesday, March 21, 2006

Old Girl. New Dark Lane.

what it feels like to be reminded of old times makes you wish your brain could have a "Ctrl-Alt-Del" function.
how you're able to remember something you've pushed aside for so long, with just a tiny bit of memory, and then it reacts like hypertext links. taking you from one time to another, one picture to another, one thing to another. it's true that the best computers made were the earliest. The Human Brain.

you can't ever forget. perhaps you'll not remember as much. but a piece of it's still there. and that piece fits the puzzle to reveal the whole picture.

***

i see myself, standing alone. with both hands by my side, idly fiddling the hem of my shirt. in the middle of a very empty lane. the road's wet. streetlight's flickering, almost dead but not quite. the occasional glances over my shoulder. i'm still alone.

***

kalau kau tak sekuat itu
kau tak akan berdiri
teguh sehingga hari ini
kau kira hari-hari
setiap saat yang kau lepasi
itu lah daya yang kau ada
pada hati
pada jiwa
walau sesekali
mungkin kau teringat kembali
mungkin kau kesali
memori itu tak akan lari
tapi kau berada di sini
pada waktu ini
dan pada waktu yang akan datang lagi
waktu ini yang patut kau capai
demi hari ini
demi hari-hari nanti.

***

call the paramedics. tell them to bring me crates of mars bars and vanilla scented oxygen.
i've a sudden craving for everything chocolate and brown.
smooth flowing stuff to make me feel good.
includes ice cream, butterscotch topped and chocolate sprinkles.
oh and a certain some one who best comes close to all of the above.
make my day....better yet. make my days.
*cuddles pillow wishing it was my favourite non-bloodsucking vampire

could it be possible to be mildly addicted to infatuation-inducing elements?
mildly? pfft~
the amount's colossal!
the whole jitter-flutter-melted butter-wiggle-jiggle.
popping corns and flying fish fries frying.

now i'm just sounding like i've totally lost it.
but i haven't. it's still there. screwed tight. well...not so tight.
i'm letting it loose day by day.

like i've predicted, 2006 is, as of now, going awesome.


>Pash

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