Eyes tight shut, to block out the view,
Hand covered ears, to stop the noises getting...
We rest our heads together
amongst crisp packets and empty tins...
Sitting across each other
on the jeepney...
Lost in thought, lost in soul,
lost in eyes, lost in a hole...
I try not to think about
that year too often...
--
i swallowed your words and they...
To awake one day and be
a lightbulb in your head...
Does Real madness need audience?
Does the insanity of love, splendor...
In the confluence
of two opposite successions...
The memory of him
tracing doodles of...
She wrote scripture; as he sang her a memory.
under a moon that was meant for dark souls...
We were siblings you and I
Brought up together...