Thursday, December 31, 2009

After All

2009 wasn’t a bad year.

No, not at all.

I came to a new country

hence had the chance

to know a new culture.

I met some people,

some kind of people I didn’t know.

My curiosity about human beings grew along

with the sickness they make me feel.

I finished school

and now I’m being frightened with the future’s possibilities.

I practiced boredom as hard

As I had never done before.

Music has saved me again.

And it’s role in my life gets more important each day.

I watched over 70 movies

and finally realized cinema as an art

I didn’t read much in quantity

yet a lot in quality.

I’ve learned how to love

but most important: how to be loved.

During the process

my heart got broken and then

fixed, because

as no pleasure lasts forever,

neither does pain nor life.

It taught me how to enjoy things

even the bad ones.

To laugh at them,

Until they are gone.



2009 has ended smoothly

as a hot day after a typhoon

right now it’s 2010

January first

03:48 AM, my cast is sitting on my lap

everybody else is sleeping,

the wind blows soft and tells me

that it’s gonna be a good year.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

It's enough

I must stop
writing
like an old man.
Or what am I gonna do
when I really get old?
Write about the afterlife?
I can barely write about life!
Right now it’s happening outside
and I’m still on my pajamas.
The youngness on me is not bigger
than three or four boners a day.
Sometimes I even
desire life! but when I leave home
to find it
the streets are dead
or crowded with stupid people who I’d like to kill.
Oh no
I must stop living
like an old
helplessly bitter
sad man.