falling away by Alistair Chong
well i guess
we've come across another goodbye
another song for another time
well i guess
the end of fall
a sign for all
to curl up and keep inside
pulse.
-Ricky Fitts, American Beauty
31.5.10
no more leaves
30.5.10
shout it
desire indeed by Alistair Chong
well deserving
could there be sacrifice
or is natural enough to suffice
a talent we are blessed with
oh how i wish i received
something more
but we'd make something more
if we just tried
29.5.10
taking them
meds by Alistair Chong
the taste
bitter and broken
would only do a world of good
to me
sick and weary
i hope this leaves
28.5.10
transporting
bussing by Alistair Chong
on and off we get
the bus will take the road
around and around it goes
thank God they do
27.5.10
carry through
we'll continue on by Alistair Chong
always there will be
a spring following the winter
breaking between the snow
and finding just another light
26.5.10
as the sun will rise
faithful by Alistair Chong
no matter how many clouds
how dark it gets
the sun will always shine
forever beyond the rain
and endless days
she'll be there
25.5.10
journeys
voyager by Alistair Chong
on a payphone
in Paris
waiting to hear a voice
a letter from New York
and it never seems too far
24.5.10
if it never does
wants by Alistair Chong
cracks appear
in between fears
of many things
we could never love
or we could find it wrong
or never in the first place
23.5.10
the chance
charmed by Alistair Chong
lucky numbers
and a four leaf clover
a charm we'd kiss
before it's over
all we'll need
is the result
22.5.10
passenger
stranger by Alistair Chong
so we end up
in the same kind of place
an empty box
and a featureless face
21.5.10
heart signs
still there by Alistair Chong
too bad
i couldn't be bothered
searching through this diary
to find a note
a note we shared
20.5.10
no more
tens by Alistair Chong
home stretch
of a part of me
alone this edge
will cut the spree
words upon each other
19.5.10
imprint
where's the mark by Alistair Chong
before we leave
would you conceive
ever giving something back to us
before too late
we leave our sign
nowhere to be found
18.5.10
this we know
rolling dice by Alistair Chong
a few more
we'll gamble away
giving lee to what we earnt today
what kind of words
do we remember