quinta-feira, maio 17, 2007

Introducing him

He wonders, alone in his dark room, staring at the screen.
Ponders the invitation... what he can bring new to that place...
He lights a cigarrete, puts on a song, and writes some strange introduction. What to say? His age? His name? His life?
He is so much more than that... Still his fingers run through the keys, filling in the basics that everyone seems to need to know. Not that he cares, but still, it's polite to do so.
"I am Chainer, I'm a 20 years old college student, weed smoker, delusional junkie who doesn't have a clue about why he's writting this."
He pauses. There's so much more to say. But how to describe himself to others when he doesn't even know how to describe himself to him?
A window opens and he pauses to answer his friend. She needs him. He wonders why...
He wonders where do others see in himself light, confort, peace... Wonders, because he has searched all over for those, and he never found them...
He's just a dead little boy in the body of an attractive man who writes about himself in third person so that he can forget he's me...

3 comentários:

WildMindMan disse...

Welcome my friend Chainer [[]]

May your letters feed our souls.

À pergunta habitual: ''Por que é que escreve ?'', a resposta do poeta será sempre a mais curta: ''Para viver melhor.''

- Saint-Jonh Perse -

Japonesa disse...

uau! tou filiz!

cheguei agora duma festa do povo... tou cheinha de boa disposição e alegrias brejeiras.

liguei a net, a página abre no blog... e leio. um sorriso iluminou ainda mais o meu rosto. resumindo: gostei de facto. não sei porquê (não interessa porquê)- mas eu sou assim. fico feliz com estas coisas. (posso-te tratar por Chainer?) adorei ler.te aqui. a sério! penso que tb não saberás porquê, but "what the hell... who needs to know when you love to feel?"

welcome my dear friend.

kiss kiss :-)*****

Anónimo disse...

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