til it's past by Alistair Chong
the week
one to be put behind
looking forward to it being past
getting rid of some lasts
would feel pretty damn good
all i need
is a time machine
bring me to the end
where i can listen to birds again
stopping to the world
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty
31.8.09
assessed work
30.8.09
now or then
a lot of the time by Alistair Chong
disjointed
disconnected
feeling a bit cut
away from those i know
now or then
i forget
but i guess it's the same
a lot of the time
29.8.09
ride
glassing thoughts by Alistair Chong
eyes out the window
28.8.09
cherished moments
27.8.09
26.8.09
i want to
touch the universe by Alistair Chong
yes i do believe
you could open the skies
rain down the sun
i'll close my eyes
yes i know
you could paint more stars
the universe needs more light
more light i'd say
25.8.09
forgotten for good
lost by Alistair Chong
a page lost in the book of time
history broken up the fading lines
barely reading what they wrote
five score years ago
who knows what could have been
a day in the life of history
24.8.09
molly
in a while by Alistair Chong
here we ride
ride on home
looking for the exits signs
they shouldn't be so far now
trees will always pass
here i am
behind the glass
looking for signs
23.8.09
surrounding
goodness in you by Alistair Chong
sometimes
you feel like
it's alright to be right here
everything's just fine
clouds are only beyond the horizon
22.8.09
for all of you
to the horizon by Alistair Chong
the second ticks over and i am stepping
into the beginning of the sea
all that's left is reaching the horizon
this is the rest of me
i know it's a stormy fight
but i'll keep you in my heart
i'm telling all of this to you tonight
with nowhere to start
i'm swimming to the sun
hiding behind the ocean
i can see the sunshine
down to the deep
further than me
so i'll swim to the horizon
stones i have slowly placed
brokenness i have mended
insecurities have been erased
i owe them all to you my friend
inch by inch i'll take on water
but it don't ever drown my light and
hope, pride and faith i've fought for
as i swim to the horizon
i'm swimming to the sun
hiding behind the ocean
i can see the sunshine
down to the deep
further than me
so i'll swim to the horizon
i'll swim
i'll swim
on and on and on
because your existence
is all to me
i'm swimming for the sun
just behind, i won't sink
i can see the sun shining
and it's gonna keep
this light in me
so i'll swim to the horizon
21.8.09
today?
all in your mind by Alistair Chong
so then we'll see
that before the light
day has arrived
today is today
yet still last night
struggling to see coherence
they're short yet again
20.8.09
shout out
someone else on jupiter by Alistair Chong
in another world
i'd say the same
but in this one
such a shame.
thought things would shift
and time would shake
these things
you used to say.
but now, i don't know
things will always change
19.8.09
just reading
between lines by Alistair Chong
right about here
is the line
crossing it and tripping over
taking a trip into
the other side
only one look over my shoulder
they are there
watching
18.8.09
just wrong
fail by Alistair Chong
giving up
on this pen and paper
translating itself
into stupidity
no time left
time to take up
these results
into the bin
17.8.09
count it down
maybe i should by Alistair Chong
no way to
find enough motivation
there's a train running me down
a victim of locomotion
i don't really care
hit me already
16.8.09
not for a long time
by the end by Alistair Chong
i don't know
whether this can be done
twenty-two they sit
time to know
if i have working guns
or if they'd go to bits
deep fried chicken
is the way to go
15.8.09
dinner
chamber music by Alistair Chong
finally
a chance to play to harmony
before women and men
and now i find
music always lets me hide
and show my other ten
14.8.09
multiples
in out by Alistair Chong
in the end
the cycle seems pointless
since there was no end
to begin with
i don't really get
why we'd follow through this
without so much as a word
13.8.09
i know
creation of what by Alistair Chong
poetry
is not my strength
should have never been
born to me
only for me to bend
break and bruise words
again and again
12.8.09
before the day
six by Alistair Chong
music runs away
born on strings
and dying on day
she will fill my ears
the ringing sound
tones sweeter than gold
11.8.09
changes they bring
all of us by Alistair Chong
different angle
need to see
things from another side
outside from me
because before too long
i will sound the same
as the rest of this world
10.8.09
inside
only words by Alistair Chong
that is correct
i do believe
that is the truth
i have perceived
sometimes
we lie
to ourselves
9.8.09
been here
before by Alistair Chong
as usual
not in the right place
forgetting where i'm from
and falling between space
in the end it ends up the same
8.8.09
so far back
forget me so by Alistair Chong
i forgot what happened
on this day
is how time can change your mind
plays a trick with itself
and brings itself back
with a different image
7.8.09
yeah they were
they were lost by Alistair Chong
don't think it works for me
seems such a calamity
when all around are voices
committing to their heartfelt choices
don't know where i've been
i kind of do but doesn't seem
right to go there
to remind myself i'm nowhere
6.8.09
only eight
generation by Alistair Chong
in a place, in a place
where the light in eyes is light
they're fading still but bright
on her face, on her face
are the lines of time
calm, collected, accepting of life
this is who we are
dying but alive
we will fade, we will fade
back to dust, into the dark
so we try to play the most of our part
then from our graves, from our graves
children will depart
and life, for all she is
will still be art
5.8.09
could be
who you are by Alistair Chong
wishing there was one i could fly to
that i'd found somewhere to fall to
but i still don't know
no it wouldn't fit right
sifting through the phonebook
listing through numbers i took
can't find places i could go
on this cold, muted night
4.8.09
ten twenty
too early by Alistair Chong
not how it's liked
not the way i'd planned
to begin these days
dealt the wrong hand
3.8.09
you can sing
week again by Alistair Chong
wake to the phone ring
a cold dark monday morning
no i don't want to pick up
means the week will start
looking out at young light
sun barely taken flight
no don't come any higher
why don't you go hide out?
i haven't shut down enough
for me to wake and laugh
to pray and thank the skies
that yesterday has said goodbye
2.8.09
probably not here
pathways by Alistair Chong
one day i'll realise
how things work
how to find a melody
how to play with words
but for now
i'm finding out
why the sun is shining
why the silver lining
ain't so far away
1.8.09
end season
lighthouse by Alistair Chong
there's time to find
a part in this sea
unbroken and quiet
there's a white light
i should have seen
never thought to find it
but now
the lighthouse has gone
no hope on the horizon
no more heart to swim
faster than a broken ship
to the bottom