CHRISTINE.

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NOVEMBER 25, 2007: Forced Artistry

Stripped.
Watch me under gorgeous night lights.
Watch me watch you watching me.
Watch me watch you touching me.
Strip off my two inch silk.
Wipe off the remaining glitter.
You have me naked but you don’t have me.
You give little for this, I give everything.
One night.
Concentrate on this mess you make of me.
You had nothing left to do.
I had nothing left to have.
Taking turns inside me.
You don’t even fucking know me.
I am branded.
I am the prostitute.
But you are everything that makes me such.
You are the garbage that makes a whore.
Reality whispers a secret that cleans me.
You.
Are.
The whore.

(Christine Pambuan, 2007)

~~http://hmmkitin.multiply.com/journal/item/208/Forced_Artistry_A_Finished_Product.~~

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JANUARY 09, 2008: Your Last Minute Hero

9:36pm

The sun
It sets before I get out of bed
Just a few minutes after your last cry
I apologize

I know, I’m a little too weak to take my cape and fly
Or swing across magical webs
From these worn out wrists of mine
No I haven’t a mobile to ride on fast
And I’m sorry. I’ve been destined to save you last

I know I cant carry you effortlessly
And fly you through the sky
And take you through the moonlight

No matter how I dream to
I just can’t bring you
To that bed of clouds
Stay away from the crowd
And no longer just stare at those stars
But be the very light they need to shine

No I can’t bring you home
And I’ve broken every single bone
Trying to save you from that speeding train
But it got to the terminal before I came

And I’m sorry
For trying hard and just stay trying
But I couldn’t fly

I jus’t couldn’t when I see
There’s no way you’d call for me
When you’re hanging by a thread
Or you’re tied up to the post

You’d never shout my name
You’d be safe when I came

But I swear I could have saved you
I know I could have
You’re just too far away
I’d get to you the next day

By that time I bet
Your wounds will be gone
But I swear I’d go on

And bleed for you
Every single day
Though youre too far away

And though I’d rescue last
And I’m a little short of fast
Though I can’t soar
Through the universe and more

Though they never get to know who I am

Or cripple at the sight
Of that good old kryptonite

Though at my own cape I strangle
And with my own web, I tangle

And even if I arrive way too late
I’d cheer head on

Cheer for them all
Who could fly you to the moon
Or bring you to the sky
Who’d kiss you upside-down
And swing you all around
Who’d kick those villain’s ass
In a black, half-faced mask

And for every single hero
Who’d save you with success

But I’d boast to the world
How I’d still be the greatest

As that silly hero with no cape
Or superpowers, or costumes

Who couldn’t save you from a toad
Or from 80-year-old goons
Who’d come when it’s it’s done
And run from a gun

Yes I’d still be the greatest hero for you

I’d shed every tear and own every pain
And I might not have saved you
But you’ll know I came

I’m sorry for being
Your last minute hero

But you see, they’d fly away
But I’ll never go

10:44pm