Bare Bear



well, umm...

i have just found that..

i'm barely living.

read few books

no one came into my mind to visit my brain cells

they waved their hands to my eyes

greeting,

after i read them

they waved their hands to my eyes again

farewell.

listened to thousand of phrases from friends, colleagues, lecturer,

no one came into my mind to visit my brain cells too

they swam through my right ear,

greeting my right ear drum,

after i heard them

they swam through my left ear drum,

then farewell.

my head remains the same.

bare.

what is different,

is that at least something had ever passed through my head.

i think..

i should stop talking all these shits.

 because so far,
this post is bare.

no point at all.

..zzz..

Oh ya, the post below titled "C'est La Vie"

i think i'm going to evolve it.

i'm going to place this short story,

as a dream sequence in my new idea "Camouflage".

i think i'm going to insert my personal experience in it.

“Camouflage"

...

Camouflage.....

what kind of story can you imagine...
if you come to this title, camouflage?

..haha..

well.

i'm tired.

gd night.

take care guys.

and,

love ya'


life without love
is nothing
bare.
me without you
is nothing
bare.

i breathe,
but barely breathing.
rarely,
i can smell something.

body degrading.