on the cab ride home
- the driver started knn-ing every sentence while talking on the phone
- started with tyres squealing (for 0.5 sec) twice
- saw a crashed car at the traffic lights with the front almost totally gone, parts strewned around the road, fluid leaking, air bag popped out, driver walking around dunno doing what, entering passenger seat at the back. didn't see the car/thing he crashed into though.
- the cab drove past me after i alighted, going into the multi-storey car park to park and the driver came down the stairs, perhaps noticing me.
2010年6月17日木曜日
2010年6月9日水曜日
Colors
Sakamoto Maaya
suddenly,
everything i’ve ever known disappears
like a thought in a dream
and returns to silence
there’s nothing that i need
from the world behind
because it seems so faraway
i hear someone whisper into my ear
i turn around but find nothing there
until i look up
and i see colors of love
raining down on me
ride the light
i’m stepping out into open sky
and i’m not afraid of falling
i’m not scared to let go
so beautiful
and everything i ever wanted
blessings
flowing over me
growing
rolling over and over
never want to go back
to the way it was before
i hear someone whisper into my ear
i turn around but find nothing there
until i look up
and i see colors of love
raining down on me
Sakamoto Maaya
suddenly,
everything i’ve ever known disappears
like a thought in a dream
and returns to silence
there’s nothing that i need
from the world behind
because it seems so faraway
i hear someone whisper into my ear
i turn around but find nothing there
until i look up
and i see colors of love
raining down on me
ride the light
i’m stepping out into open sky
and i’m not afraid of falling
i’m not scared to let go
so beautiful
and everything i ever wanted
blessings
flowing over me
growing
rolling over and over
never want to go back
to the way it was before
i hear someone whisper into my ear
i turn around but find nothing there
until i look up
and i see colors of love
raining down on me
2010年6月6日日曜日
2010年6月1日火曜日
during a test
a bullet through the centre of the forehead,
of an already dead stranger.
who had came alive in a nocturnal visitation,
only to die gruesomely once more.
of an already dead stranger.
who had came alive in a nocturnal visitation,
only to die gruesomely once more.
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