Friday, June 25, 2010


Eyes half opened
Pitch black
Red light flashing
As clock turning

Buffer plugged into my ears
Wrapped around a bubble
Everything in slow motion

What am I doing here
Should it not be daytime

Who am I
Not the same as yesterday

Where am I
All too similar scenes

Hong Kong

This maybe a glimpse
Of the other me
On the other side of the world
Sleeping too
As in
Double Lives of Veronique

Moving my finger slowly
Touching the closest blank wall

Bubble bursted
Night breathed
Silence aired
Magic absorbed

It was nice
To finally meet you
Mumbled as I falls back
To never-never land

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