Alien Landscape

sunset and tar, lou and siti hajar

tell me, tell me Ores and Grar. tell me Goldie and Ndos. sing to me of senility and explain why i must never think it is adorable. because i do. i do. my loves. sad boys and indifferent girls. tell me Fir why i can hear your thoughts so loudly. your thoughts, it goes: don't be strange! don't be a stranger.
Sunset and Tar. Lou and Siti Hajar. and my lady who handed me a heart which was as light as paper and rattled like toy. what do you want me to do with it? my ribcage is fire and it will burn your love to ashes and dust.
tell me, Happy, tell me Frail. who are you and why do you hold hands and kiss passionately that way? are my quivers that of fear or need? tell me then Laughter, you who took me flying and dropped me from the sky like a bomb. was it you who took my soul? don't say, where did you last put it? because that is a silly question. don't talk to me of ninjas and rabbits. because rabbits are bad; they eat all those carrots for superior eyesight. what do they need it for? and ninjas are soul-snatchers. they come in the night and slip quietly into your ear to leave marks and scars on your heart and leave with your soul in a net so when you wake up, you find you are someone else altogether. so stop having me sing your song. it breeds ninjas like maggots on waste.
for the final exhausting time, you are not doing things right Pain. where is the passion in your crimes? where are your motives? and have you coupled with Insanity to have that many children at once?
and Honesty. your lipstick prints have faded. i am as clean as sin.
Posted by NHJ 9/04/2005 12:00:00 pm

Sunday, September 04, 2005