Tuesday, August 19, 2003



i was thinkin' of spiela when i wrote this...
oh btw... hi vinu, i miss u na... see u at munti. (sob).





A Drunkard’s Ode
081303


(Gulp, gulp)
Blockhead, halfwit, ignoramus,
Hmm.. what’s this? a C-minus!
Not bad, not bad for a
Three-time college freshman-ous.

(Gulp, gulp)
Did you just say incorrigible? indelible?
Nah. I think not.
It’s (hik!) disagreeable!
Disagreeable, my life, it’s un-feeble,
Feeble-minded, nitwit, twerp, irrational,
Gosh (I’m dizzy)
Is my mind idle?

(Gulp, gulp, hik!)
Aruuuuuu!!!
I’m demented.
Thish hyshteria ish compeling
Me to withdraw a sshhhtep back.
I think I left the flat iron on!
(Hik! And giddy…) Rats!
But anyway, carry on.

(Gobble, gulp, gobble)
Nyahahaha blahblahblah
Buwahihihihahaha!!!
This is all I can babble,
Since I can’t disembark
From this train of
Semi-serious-lies-truth,
I’d rather not rest my case,
I’d rather not park.

(Gobble, gobble, and feeling more giddy)
“Pare, you’ve heard of Darwin’s evolu thingie? “
Well, this one’s Miss Zafra’s Devolution Theory.
-deteriorating into a lower life form,
like now, its indecipherable,
I’m beginning to grope, two more seconds,
On the club floor, I slither.

(Gobble, gulp)
Yeah, I remember, you martian!
(Gulp, hik!)
I was gulping the drink of the depressed Russians,
What??
Stop??
(hik!)
Nononono!
And be a spoilsport and
Just drink coke??
Buwahahahaha!... huh!...uh-oh…

GUWAAARRKKK!!!

Oooppss…
My sedate, well-ordered existence
Just went kaput.

Sunday, August 17, 2003

the upshot of 24 years of heartbreak...read on.

Lop-Sided Love and Fate
081303


This thing,
This baffling thing,
Aren’t beings suppose to see it?
Hear?
Feel?
So prejudiced, one-sided.
I fear, I fear,
Might end up lop-sided,
Worse is end up on me,
Me, on love, Cripes!
A dim-witted.


Ah!
Second verse.!
Another slate, to liberate
My torment, vex,
On the universe.
Count the time, infamous cupid
Fending love away from me?
Away from
One plundered hopeless romantic,
With no hope of recoil.


Woe to me
For the nth time.


Zut! I only live once.
Therefore, maim , cripple
My slapdash existence,
Is there any like hood of change in this
excruciating soreness?
My heart, and my
Poor hypothalamus,
Aw.
Assez.


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