Imaginary

August 21, 2009

I am the cause

Of my own misery

Nonsense

August 18, 2009

I could have sworn you wrote it

I was in it

me

it spoke

of us

*

I could have sworn you wrote it

But

I know

it wasn’t you

*

you

don’t

love

me

Little Robot ii

August 18, 2009

I found him at a second-hand store in Little Tokyo. I noticed him because he was the only thing in the toy section that looked up at me as I passed.

“Er… hello there…? ”

He said nothing. He only glared at me with his large LED eyes

“Have you lost your mother?” I said, thinking it was a small child in an elaborate but poorly-executed costume.

His big, squarish head went limp, and his eyes fell to the floor.

“You can’t lose what you never had”

I was very confused.

*

“I think you’ve got a lost kid in the back of the store” I told a clerk.

“No, no – that’s just a sad old robot.” He leaned in, “We just try to ignore him. He tends to bring the customers down.”

I turned around and saw his eyes peeking from behind a shelf of old National Geographic magazines.

“How much?” I asked.

“Heck, I’ll just give ‘im to you. I don’t even know how long he’s been sitting back there.”

I turned around and there he was, looking up at me in silence.

“Would you like to come home with me?”

He only nodded.

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Old Photos

August 16, 2009

thank you.

Old Photos

Old photos
of you and me
taken by someone else

mushrooms
and leaves
and perfect sine waves

a day to be kept secret
a day to keep secrets
our rendezvous

*

and yet
i know
it meant nothing
to you

Untitled

August 15, 2009

Terror tears heartstrings

She whispers

I cry

Symmetry

And tears thought to electrify

Bright, lucid, clear tenderness

Obscured by words

Hidden

And he sits on the tiled floor

Cerebral wheels work

Only when the mouth does not

And so

I long to be there

To remove myself

Transcend and taken aback

You lie alone

And its all my fault

*

Now it’s five months later

And I’m trying my hardest to forget you

Sometimes

August 14, 2009

I can’t understand my own stupid self

How subtle the change

August 14, 2009

I’m going somewhere

Might as well be nowhere

Someplace you won’t go

As soon as I’m fed

My pill of lead

I’ll be off

To another place

With no troubles to face

Only the vastness and me

A single handshake

And you’ll be free

Of the curse that is me

In the midst of creation

A life of isolation

End with a bang

Cut the umbilical cord

And I will breath no more

How subtle the change

I want to be alone

But please don’t go

We’ll be alone together

Grip my hopes and dreams

Grip my memories

And pretend

You’re not leaving without me again