時光機
2013年的時候，我有個imaginary girlfriend，已經忘記了為什麼是“charlie”，有可能是因為昆汀的《Jackie Brown》？現在的話可能會叫Frankie。
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AS USUAL
A POEM TO CHARLIE
I remember the other day
freezing, windy, overcast
as usual
we went out for late lunch
it took too long we missed the film
we were suppose to see in the cinema by the river
only because I hate missing the beginning
then we took a stroll instead, silently
digesting those disagreed agreements
we went back home and made love
you screamed rather loud
as usual
the high pitch sound pinched my skin again and again
i wasn't sure if I was deadly happy
or i was dead
you fell asleep afterwards
i grabbed the camera and took a photo of you sleeping
as usual
you were probably dreaming, only probably
you boobs didn't look very happy
as usual
they are like tiring eyes waking up from insomnia
they know all the secrets
Charlie
but I love you
why "but"?
Oh it doesn't really matter really
Charlie, you know that i might never get the chance to meet you right?
2013.04.07
