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March 8, 2005

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1/28/05


this is my version of a diary entry sum-up of me the past 6 weeks or so (probably more¡­ mebbe 8 weeks)¡­ emotionally¡­.. joy.  ::sigh:: well, it¡¯s a bit of an explanation for those of you who know it/me/ me being me    as to why i¡¯ve been so out of it.  blah.  yeah, that sums it up, in case this doesn¡¯t :P.  and don¡¯t read it if u don¡¯t feel like being confused, baffled, worried, and/or slightly resentful that i¡¯m not happy.  trust me, the feeling¡¯s mutual.  i¡¯ll publish happy poems later once i hit the breaking point, that is 😛


 


 


 


 


 


 


a tilt.    [that. tilt]


 


 


 


i¡¯m waiting for a


 


                        time¡­.


 


                                                again


 


                                                                                                                        when


                                                                        the   world


 


 


 


 


                                                            …no longer¡­.


 


                                                                                                seems


 


                        at             a                                                 TILT


 


 


 


 


 


                                                                                                because of you.


 


 


 


 


 


 


                                                                                                            (and


                                                                                                     not the who


                                                                                                                           you¡¯d think..


 


                                    but the who


            who broke my heart


 


 


                                                            neatly


 


 


                                                                                    in two.


 


 


                                                                           and thought


                                                                                   and said


                                                                                                                  nothing


 


 


                                                                                                             with those kind,


                                                                                                                      blu-(g)}rey


                                                                                                                    eyes


 


 


                                                which i still


                                           find     ,compelling  ,


 


 


 


                                                                                         though


                                                                                                they¡¯ve long    {since  {


                                                                                           walled me    [a  qiang ǽ ]


 


                                                                                                                       out. }


 


 


                                                            with


                                                       words,


                                                  and emotions,


 


                                                [and a girl who


                                                            looks              &


                                                            acts


                                                      but isn¡¯t        quite  -and never will be..


                                                                     me.


 


 


                                                                                    –and i hope that the


                                                            empty space


                                    that she pulled


            from your heart


                        .previously.


 


                                                as she takes from others


                                                                                                .and leaves you last/    ¡­.


                                                                                                            [& -least|]


 


                                                            is FILLED now


 


 


 


 


                                                                                    because that empty space


                                                                                                (kongr)


                                                                         in the corner of mine from yours


 


                                                                                          is still,    bleeding¡­


 


                                    but it¡¯s healing.])}


 


                                                                                                      (or excuses)


                                                                                    and the motivations


                                                                                                about a plane-ride away


 


                                                                            and a culture  ,formerly


                                                                                                     known as mine


                                                                                       {one i¡¯ve


                                                                                                     known my whole


                                                                                                         Ò»bei-zi ±²×Ó


 


                                                            –and has tumbled


                                                   and turned me


                                    so


that i feel


                        a rock


                                    finally smoothed


                                                            from the tumultuous    [.judgmental].


                                                                                    stream¡­..


 


                                                                             — so i¡¯ve a right to hate it.


 


 


                                                                                                and i do.


 


 


 


                        and you resent me for it.still.


 


                                                                         }


 


                                                                                                i¡¯ve yet to get over you


                                                                        but i¡¯m waiting for that


                                                                                    TilT


 


                                                                                           to right.

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1. hkfromhk - March 8, 2005

these give me headaches, but I guess that’s my fault.
so how’s beijing


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