Monday, December 18, 2006

Carpe diem

Memories are disturbing

More so if they aren't yours.

Tiny strands of squiggly wiggly memories,

Each full with their own independent shades

of love, pain, lust and smiles

Memories that make little sense,

having passed through sieves of hypocrisy

And lives constructed

uut of these proxy memories

make you feel you haven't lived.

So, fuck you all

It's my life

and I'm going to Carpe Diem

1 comment:

Jaisudha said...

too much caffeine?