2am.

your high heels are stepping on my eyes


all six of them. that was consider last night. Now, this morning


you did yoga and as you stretched elegantly


you helped me with the sweat on


my forehead; it is almost lunch time and i'm eating in front of the tV.



the dog is hyper when the fake family played with him, the Golden Retriever



She is asleep now. Dark and deep under



the sunset


you sat by that black dog of ours and you said to me


lets do yoga together next time.

we are

we are victims of red lights.


the system has betrayed us.



there shall be limit to limits.



human, should be a verb not noun.


the only wonderful thing that happened lately


is that you are laughing with me.

they were still teenagers

pic from here

when dad walked out, she was alone

he was away from home, on stage

performing something that "means so freak'n much to lots of people"

or so he said

to her.

she thought and still thinks he's a coward

running away with his gray t-shirt and coming back

with a tattoo on the neck

"we do not look alike"

"he's a coward" she said, when taking out the trash, reading a book, washing the dishes,

waiting in front of the red light and in between commercials

i want to

touch your skin for the sake of it


when you were asleep, i was afraid you were just pretending


to be, let me get this straight, when it was four in the morning


i was still up typing my essay,


when it was four-thirty, i glance at your direction


and saw you asleep on your back


your t-shirt flipped up a little and the white skin of yours was

breathing


my heartbeat


will you call me crazy?

it's just too disappointing

it is not about what you remember


it is not about what you've kept


it is not about the earing


it's just mean when you said to me


"there were so many"



of what?



earing?


presents?


someone else interesting?


(lovers?)



i couldn't help but hate you during this conversation

after pulling up the shades

air smelled like sun-dried tomato and
newspaper's folding sound





the water is so far way as blue as it is
i feel cooled down with the light from the five o'clock
direction, i have none





but this is a two minutes that i can
treasure

or, may i

to begin with

if we say what we are
we then became something else



if there is a rhythm of
you heartbeat, where's your ear



we should not fear
the rudeness, but the...oh the smile of yours on mine