Saturday, March 6, 2010

ulitin m nga

now thinking seems like one of the most
tortur
ing thing to do
so i preferred be a time-bum
waiting till its time to move
my eyes took the right to avail the opportunity of being the most important sense of the moment
can hardly find green leaves in the busy streets of puerto
grasped glances of many eyes, they're not staring at me
but i thought of it anyway
birds are singing and i can't hear any
i pulled
off my earplugs but there was nothing in my ears
no, not a schizo
i grinned at it
at least i know which part of the script i should react
a spank on my head intervened the delirium
to it address my utmost gratitude
i moved my fingers like i just went out from a doze yet it was
now i'm wearing the widest body language of euphoria..

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