All For Buddy

A bunch of lit I wrote for my ... forgotten .. friend. A part of me still thinks that it was wasted time, and a part wants to move on, forgive everybody, forget everything and pretend it never happened at all. Give it all up man, let go, there's no sense in holding on to the anger. But the Type-A in me won't let go, and I have to fix that first, I guess.

Guess

i sit, i guess
i wait for something

it will never come
i am looking for something

something that is not there
but i will find it

sooner, not later.
but it's not really there

i just wished hard it would be
so now it is

guess if it really was there.
i didn't think so too.

12/23/2005
R. Galang


Replay Number Six

quiet, listen and play
its replay number six

there won't be a reply
there won't be a response

fights, nights, sadness
waiting for it to end

lies and aching minds
stuffed mouths wanting

no smiles, no hearts
no hearts, no love

stop replay number six.

R. Galang
12/23/2005

Lonely

your hands clasped in mine
your eyes staring back

saying i am yours now
now until kingdom come

our hearts beat as one
beat, beat like parted once

parted once but one again
isn't that nice?

the dream ends once more
let the loneliness flow.

12/23/2005
R. Galang

Photos

i stare at a familiar road
sitting at a familiar place

stuck on the other side of town
as she fills my blanked mind

as black satin sheets crease
and flow onto the marbles

as pearls sparkle through,
freeze and hold the night's color

the glossed paper stares back
i sit and fall at the same time.

12/23/2005
R.Galang