Saturday, April 24, 2010

I have too much to say,
three lines aren't enough.
So fuck it.
Twenty one bottles of beer on the wall?
More like
Twenty one articles of physical evidence
that link you to the crime of breaking my heart

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

the grass tickles my legs
but then i remembered
it's just my bulu kaki
the wind is strong and deafening
i waited
but the storm leaves me

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

I really wish I were a girl, you know.
Why?
So that I could be a lesbian.
Why?
For you, of course. Why else?