Thursday, June 16, 2011

06.16.11 | While Studying...

And all of a sudden, I was jolted awake, and alert, I felt the venomous talons of Fatigue slowly releasing its death grip on my soul, returning it to my body.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

06.09.11 | Smoke and Mirrors

Sometimes I find myself staring into the mirror, scrutinising my reflection and waiting for it to make some mistake. I've always imagined it to live its own life in a parallel universe and only meet me in the presence of a mirror. What if I am the reflection? Is my "reflection" imitating me, or am I reflecting that?

Monday, June 6, 2011

06.06.11 | Words of Water Evanesce? Why Yes, Just Like Everything Else.

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Right outside some Bingo Mall in Hongqiao on Sunday. At that moment I thought that I could just stand there, ruminating the transience of art and... well, everything.
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Thursday, June 2, 2011

06.02.11 | What I Should Have Done (But Didn't)

I saw what you did
with that unripe Persimmon.
It had fallen off its Tree,
wanted to be free,
but it shriveled up
and died.

You picked it up,
just as you always did
with all the other little things
that caught your eye—
but you didn't put this one
in your pocket,
to my surprise.

You cupped it in your hands
and walked to the side of the road.
You placed it there
in the fertile soil,
to return it to the Cycle,
fulfilling its dream
betimes.