Monday, November 12, 2007
Beautiful girls passing byWhite lights fashing
& I begin to sigh.
I wanted to eat soup-
I saw sundae then I stoop,
Books are beside me
and I wanted to pee
Pissed off by the soup macaroni
but I got myself by a sales lady.
I saw a bald customer
Then I remembered Vollmer
I saw Jobee smiling
Then I paused- caught myself crying.
It was sunday afternoon
That the sky shown its moon
The moon was light
and fed its light
It was so striking
that I suddenly lost my sight.
I looked at the macaroni
Then I gazed at lil Sally
I left the seat-empty
I returned hopelessly.
It stabbed me-
My phone, my life empty-
no battery I enclosed it inside my pocket
Then it reminded me to an empty bucket,
No replies-no messages
No soup- no savages
How, how could this be-
i'm hopeless, hopelessas you can see
Icouldn't eat macaroni
& my phone, its dead- empty.
:Written at Jollibee Matina with Josh, situation: couldn't eat macaroni salad, empty phone, bored, waiting for the pictures to be developed, disappointed aboput Fil 21's thing: T.E: 12:40 pm
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