Saturday, 26 February 2005

Sounds.

screeeeech!!!!!!!!!!!!
bang.
arghhhhh.
eeeeee orrh eeeee orh.
di di thump.
di di thump.
deeeeee.
woosh + drip......
(&@^@(&*#&@^^#!!
piak.
slam.
arghhhhhh.
woosh + drip........

...................
....................
...........
woosh + drip.....
-desmond.


haha.. i wanted to write a poem in sounds. but i dun have enough sounds for a poem. haha.. so it turned out silly instead. oh well. a poem nonetheless. altho after the AP lecture, i realised my poems aren't poems.. cos poems need to have no boundaries.. and exist for itself. haha.. i wonder if my exists for my feelings.. or for themselves. i hope its the latter. haha

shatter the jar.
shatter the form.
shatter the grid lines.
shatter the assumptions.

and free your heart.
your song.
yourself.
-desmond.

Friday, 18 February 2005

drip drip.
drip drip drip.
dripdripdripdripdrip.

breathe.

spite.. you do all you can to spite.
like a spoilt brat you spite.
no guilt. no remorse.
you open that rotten mouth.
and spite.

i spite you back. i spite all of you back.
payback. just like
payback.
you're up there. you think
the world of yourselves.

you're the sun. the moon.
the earth.
you're everything.
we're just pawns.
he's just a pawn.

you bleed for waters to rise and fall
in your favor. for you.
and when they don't, you turn like
water and rise against them.

the carcasses are beautiful.
the stacked houses are whitewashed.
but how can they be?

Dripdripdrip.
slowly the foundations are dripping away.

slowly the heart is bleeding.
and dying.

then it can be immortalised
in stone.

-desmond. 10.33 pm
Friday 18th Feb 2005.

Sunday, 13 February 2005

The late night entry.

I wanted to have an entry just before i sleep.. tho i'm really tired. Wanted to talk bout something else, but sometimes, decisions change as fast as you change your decisions. h a h a.

haha.

I watched rwanda on fri. I describe it as a dreaded rollercoster ride that refused to stop. Don't get me wrong.. there are some fans out there. But sitting and anticipating they're deaths.. the bumpy road thing which Joel told us before we caught the movie... its not nice. Sure, its not that gory. I could take gor-ier shows. But geeze.. i really wanted to walk out of the cinema, haha, not just becos of the constant waiting and guessing if they would die.. haha.. but also becos of the embarressment of knowing i cringed in my seat a few times, biting my nails.. covering part of my eyes. haha.

And I don't exactly hate gore!!

Maybe i was just tired. whatever it was... it's a thinking movie la. You feel like a hand reaches out from the movie and pulls you by the neck into the movie itself.

Anyways, I've just watched Keeping The Faith, and i'm adding it to my list of fav movies. It's pretty nice. Hits home for me.. There's this other movie i like.. but i can't rmb. I'm just gonna put this down so i can come back to racking my brains to think what it is another day.

I hate forgetting stuff!

Tuesday, 8 February 2005

The PINING entry. haha..

Pineapple tarts. PINEAPPLE TARTS. Pineapple tarts.
Pineapple Tarts.Pineapple tarts.PiNeApPle TaRtS.Pineapple tarts.Pineapple tarts. Pineapple tarts.
Pineapple tarts. Pineapple tarts. PiNepple TaRts.


How my soul longs for pineapple tarts. Haha.. I pine for pineapple tarts.


It is everything, everything that I wanted
You were meant to be, supposed to be, but i lost you
And all of our big tummies, stuck close to me, don't slim away
All this time you were pre-baking
That much for a pineapple tart
That much for a pineapple tart
- Avril Lavignepple tart, Ambassador for good pineapple tarts.