Mosquito , 28/03/07, XIULU

March 28, 2007

------in memory of my “lovely” night at zhuhai

Too much Gnarls
I must have listened;
Too many monsters
therefore appeared:

Fire dragons guarding the castle
haunted by the weeping sorrow

An old vampire whines
And a werewolf sneers

No princes nor Shrek the third
Her fate is ruined
Until aside I turned , and everything
receded

wide-open eyes, is for the daylight,
I will then, just keep them closed.

It is enough to smell in the dark,
my trimphant blood.

Dingdong

poor child!
condole with you on your blood……

30 Mar 2007, 15:26
Violet

It reminds me (your poem) of a song that my son is going around singing at the moment (i think it is probably a made up song), it goes “There is always one joker in the pack, so there is.” (I made the so there is bit up myself!!) So I did!!

09 Aug 2007, 13:57

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