1/3/10

obscurity is not the cure.



some days
it would slowly

climb in through the opened windows
in this dark house you used to live in

with the crawling ivy
up and down the brick walls

like dementia patients
sitting upon stone boulders.

other days
it stood waiting

outside your closed door
and hummed a sad song as it waited.

i would always be that song,
i understood that

i understood that
i would always be that song.

but one day
it never came

it never climbed again
or waited or hummed

and the light turned off
within your house

for a long, long time
and the song was forgotten.


but somehow
even after all these terrible years


awful, stupid, horrific
years


after all the torture, the strings, the terrifying silence
you still remembered how


it would hold you as
a candle held its flame


and whisper your promise to me
only when i was asleep.


it had no beginning,
no end


an infinite
definitive


sequence
that could not be explained.


you could not explain it
and it did not come back


to explain itself
to you.


i understood that
no one would ever sing that song again.


no one would ever sing that song again,
i understood that.

[a/n: c'est le mienne! i haven't written anything new (or good) so here's a poem i wrote a couple months back.]



Old Navy shirt, Garage acidwash jeans, Sirens heartnecklace, mom's leather jacket (i know.. i really need to go and buy my own = =)


Oh, MERDE -- tomorrow is school once again. Great. I really hate the first day back. I'm going to have such trouble trying to sleep early, and waking up at 6 am! I slept at 5 am last night (erm, morning)! Well, at least I've got my Hamlet essay done, and most of my Bio study guide. But I haven't even begun to tackle the French questions. I hope Mme Sinclair forgets about it... She forgets a lot of things. Once, she lost half the class's tests and their scores too.






Pretty stuff:

jak & jil


I honestly can't remember where I got these pictures from, but if a photo is yours, please tell me so I can credit you!

13 comments:

  1. Hi Mimi! Your blog is so pretty and nice! I love all the pictures! And thank you so much for your lovely comments on my blog! Oh and I LOVE Alexa Chung and the Olsens! :)

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  2. love all the pictures and your poem was amazing! very talented :)

    xxxxx

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  3. what a great poem! very talented.

    www.thehautebitch.blogspot.com

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  4. happy new year again and good luck with your studies! i know its a bummer to have to go back

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  5. hey local blogger :)
    Hope you had yourself a wonderful new years!!! Love your pictures. Eye canddy!

    xo

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  6. I like the poem, and your pictures are fantastic!

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  7. mimi... happy new year... ^^
    really really luv u'r all pics... awesome...!!

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  8. obviously your mom has great taste..that red leather jacket looks amazing!!

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  9. You look so lovely!
    I gave you an award on my blog!

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  10. oh those shoes with the red sole are to die for hehe :) loving your blog , its fab :) happy new year to you !

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  11. Wow, what a moving poem. If emotion were a liquid, that piece would be dripping in it. (In a good way.) :D

    I know what you mean about school...sometimes I wonder how I'll survive uni next year since I'm already having trouble scheduling in sleep!

    -Kiki xo

    lunacy--fringe.blogspot.com

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  12. Ohmigosh I cannot believe that top is from Old Navy - it looks like a piece from Wildfox Couture. And your hair is amazing - your bangs are PERFECT!! :)

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