ALIEN LANDSCAPE
Author : NHJ
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Between the Bars (Elliott Smith Cover) by Metric
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
today marks the second anniversary of Alien Landscape!
thank you Firdaus, Siti Roslinda, Jenni, Susan Lee, Ris, Nur Sarah, Hasini, Darkpoetry.com, Blogger.com and Yahoo! Launchcast.
to Nuri, Satyra, Amie, Twilight and the House for building the foundations of the Landscape.
ok that's all.
Posted by NHJ 5/30/2006 02:19:00 pm
Thursday, May 18, 2006
pillion
her bony shoulders and slender waist as compared to the safe, assuring broad back of a man and a thick waist to clench on to, was exhilirating.
the wind was blasted straight into my face. the turns felt almost fatal. her thin arms as she gripped the handles looked ridiculous as it remained stagnant in a whizz of zooming surroundings. beneath us, the adorable Vespa purred almost menacingly like a tiger which was about to pounce.
perched so dangerously in front of me, she looked like a mannikin. spindly, fragile... fake. her head made ludicrous by a bulbous helmet and her bony elbows jerking now and then, frightening me with the idea that i am on a rogue scooter with a malicious purr and a mannikin driver.
it spanned through hours it seemed as i contemplated on death and the few who would cry at my funeral. having an unhealthy habit of expecting death every time i closed my eyes to sleep, kept me nonchalant as my driver swerved crazily through bends.
the trees looked mournful and embarrassed like lean limbed ladies forced to don skirts that are too short and unseemly. they stood eerily still in careful rows. their shadows fell painfully upon tarmacs, looking wounded and undignified.
we sped on.
lost in thought, i heard her shouting gleefuly and incoherently over the roar and whine of an overhead aeroplane. catching a glimpse of her face, i saw that her eyes were wide and happy.
her teeth gleamed in the moonlight as she hollered her unrestrained excitement into the careless wind. she laughed and whooped, sounding like a demented combination of a banshee and a siren. i don't think she remembered that i was there on the pillion.
it was one of those better nights. the sparse stars trailed faithfully as if drawn to the awesome spirit of my driver and the moon was loud in its quiet intensity. i cannot describe its sound. it hums and trembles within your soul. it was all unreal. beautiful and tragically unreal. we never really spoke of it unless to exchange knowing smiles.
it was what i try to bring alive as i felt the elevator taking me along the spine of a lonely building and into that apartment which has slowly become my coffin.
Posted by NHJ 5/18/2006 01:48:00 pm
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
coming to terms with everything.
amazing. following the computer breakdown is a burst of seductive thoughts which has but driven me insane with its verbose rambling in my head. no no, i'm not making any excuses. the computer really broke down. i am over at a friend's house trying clumsily to capture butterflies with bloody fishing poles.
so. what to note down, what to note down. nothing particularly eventful has happened of late and even if something had, i wouldn't really bother noting down here.
how i've missed posting here. it is like typing a letter to that best friend you've never met and will never meet. just the way i like it. with real people, there seem to be so many expectations and boundaries. try hard as i bother to just be true and screw whatever people think, eventually their opinion tend to matter because mine is hardly worthy.
i don't really have anything worthwhile to note down here. i have been thinking a lot about Siti(Roslinda) though. eversince that time where we got into an intimately uncomfortable situation, her milky skin and large staring eyes hounded me like a shadow. i started dreaming of Dana Scully and Jennifer and of thin yellow paperbacks lined with stories where the bad guys always won.
we're not mentioning this to anyone, she said pleadingly, almost fearfully. when i merely kept quiet, my heart still pounding and my whole body burning with confusion and an alien heat, she grabbed my hand and hissed menacingly, please. of course i'm not mentioning anything. there is nothing to mention. but why oh why do you have to make things so complicated just when we were starting to get along?
that aside, i am relieved and deliciously dripping with exuberance for being able to post an entry here again. whoever you are readers, thank you for your attention and being a part of that fabricated friendly silent entity whom i've fallen so deeply for in my loneliness and self hatred.
i love telling lies. those who truly know me will shake their heads knowingly at this. and being the lucky ill-deserving fool i am, i will still be loved somehow or other.
isn't it strange?
Posted by NHJ 5/09/2006 04:09:00 pm