I.
Paint your nails, dark red...

One AM -
How I wished there were monsters...

I'm a vessel, but I feel.
When you put me on that hardwood floor...

I speak Dutch with a Chinese intonation,
Chinese with a Dutch tongue...

Back to back, separate mattresses:
we stare at the ceiling, blind our eyes on skype...

Question marks cut in half, fingers
less likely placing periods, as we fumble with...

"You can find anything beautiful
but not the one in the mirror.&quot...

As of today, life seems only
mean and meaningless. There's no logic...

Your heart lies in my hands,
just waiting to be held...

Even the magazines are mocking me now,
smiling with romance like newlyweds...

Submerged in the echoes
of my parents' love-making...

I refuse to sleep tonight, need to keep
the dead weight on my chest...