30 October 2006

Tribute to OG KC1A

150905 - 080906. 51 weeks. My Manchester Welcome. The nest of warmth. My home away from home.

Pambos, the Cypriot, all bushy and groggy,
as we scare each other in the mornings.
Julian, the Columbian, boisterous and hearty,
as he sings, dances, drinks and party.

A 14-inch idiot box is what links us together,
the Simpsons & F1 plays behind the banter.
3 guys with a clean kitchen,
is rarer than a green chicken.

the orange duvet, the tiny space of a toilet.
dreams and inspirations, is just outside my window.
A year of my life, your time is up,
on the last night, Opal Gardens is dark.

My current nest is the Wilmslow Park floorboards. My friends provide the warmth. Frozen prata and dhaal has never tasted better.

8 comments:

  1. aww.. your life in film noir style. who took that picture of u sleeping? naughty naughty.. maybe u set it on a timer and took it urself.

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  2. wen people look back
    it leads them back to their origins


    wen r u comin bac?

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  3. TYW: I'm a dust particle in the winds of change.

    perv w/ a BLA: yes, it was on a 10-sec timer. BLA BLA BLA.

    chrispy: hopefully before LOTW, God willing. My sis said JohnOfOctober was enjoyable..darn I missed it..

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  4. just realised you were writing a poem! blur me... yes this is my first comment ever on chinodevean.blogspot.com. more in the future!

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  5. Howl's Moving Castle was brilliant.

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  6. oh it's a poem? haha i oso blur case. is this contender to mine? i wanna see a proper shyanism poem bwahahaha...

    p.s. shhhh i'm *STUDYING* in my room ya =P

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  7. OI PPL GET BACK TO STUDYING!!! or at least pletend to.

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