Monday, September 28, 2009

if you find this all annoying, just say so.
i will go away but i need some kind of response.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:38:00 PM

Thursday, September 24, 2009

addicted to my own green tea mooncake -.-
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 9:29:00 PM

Macaroon-Musings

and we all give in to the vagaries of life.
some day, somehow.
some of which are less varied;
less colourful than others.
mundane and nonplussed.

working, droning,
i would like to fall prey
to the careless whim and whispers
lost my technicolour raincoat
in the grey storm

it's only 1230pm but i want to take a stroll
it's only september but i want to take a vacation
it's only 2009 but why do i feel like it's endless
i'm only 24 but i feel much, much older.

i'm tired and i'm guilty
i can't allow myself to settle
like particles of dust
which are, in essence, dead bodies of dustmites
skin flakes, hair, and other gross dead stuff that falls off

i need to move move move
want to leave a trail of rainbows
and become a blur of colour
a hive of activity
buzzing buzzing busy bee

maybe i should do a checklist of things that should be accomplished.
maybe i should write a book
maybe i should play my guitar
maybe i should read some books
maybe i should compose some songs
maybe i should rework my plushies
maybe i should plan my future (what future?)

buffeted i am marooned once more
save me, dry my hair
and give me a green macaroon to sit upon.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:29:00 PM

Saturday, September 19, 2009

discovery

i can imagine our sunny little island awash in the snow of film grain,
playing out like a stop motion film.
the light-ups,
the people bustling,
the trains coming and going,
the sun and the moon,
waxing and waning,
the crowds concentrated,
thronging,
then suddenly silent.

i want a telescope at the top of the world so i can see everything at a glance.
but i have no eye planted in the sky,
and i cannot exist at the top of the singapore flyer;
like a hamster running on its little wheel gone wrong.

and then maybe i could see through time,
through people,
through lies and eyes,
and at the end what will i see?

i will see myself,
looking back at me as through a looking glass.
coming full circle.

because you look deeper and deeper,
further and further,
to discover yourself.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:53:00 PM

Monday, September 14, 2009

frowned myself to sleep. hmm.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 3:10:00 AM

Thursday, September 10, 2009

:(

the feeling of being abandoned
compared with
living with abandon

lonely but not
alone
isn't that the modern human
condition

if null; repeat ()
nothing in my barricade
maybe we are indeed accelerating in
opposite directions

it's been a long time
9/9 minus 1
perfect eyesight
in zero visibility.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 12:25:00 AM

Monday, September 07, 2009

suddenly i am here;
another moment i am gone--
washing my face and staring
at the shadow

chasing droves of
pulsating emotions
down the driveway;
think before i speak but it
chokes me before
words
emerge.

maybe for
thinking types
they fall in love with
dreams and images --
a woven tapestry of thought
liquid imagination
romanticised
with the urge
and urgency
and hope
that everything is real-
lie true

speed = distance over time
if time difference is naught
infinity separates.
maybe i should auger;
alter. one minute one second one chime
and my velocity will increase

positive not negative
because the translation should be
towards not away

the physicist meets
the clockmaker
he winks and says
it is Time.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 1:50:00 AM

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

implicitly i am fond yet uncertain.
explicitly i am the concerned friend and provider.
later;
i will hear my dreams.

and you--
are like the sound of the distant sea in my conch shell.

swish.swish

flutter it does,
my buttery heart.

looking for eternity as vast as the ocean.
a rider grasps the waves with his board.
i try to use chalk to write words on the sand,

unknowing performing informing

hot white coals make the sky and
and the clouds scream
scream my name.

i saw it all.
...and dith babbled on at the insane hour of 2:44:00 AM