Wednesday, September 18, 2013

things that i imagine
and want them to be true: a small room
enough for our two bodies
airconned, insulated,
a conversation for a while,
a touch here and there
a little laughter, a kiss once in a while
and then
i turn off the light and keep
the tv talking and on its
streams of colors and light
we make love.

before all these, i keep
praying that i could be  a train
not on its wrong tracks
where
ahead is that deadly collision
causing so many
deaths
including us.

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