Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

born: wrong time, wrong place  §

Reality is for people with no balls and no imagination.

I dislike reality immensely. In fact, I plan to ignore it altogether while my girlfriend is on the road this summer.

This summer I’m going to steep myself in unreality. I’ll breathe unreality and drink unreality and rub unreality on my armpits every morning. I’m going to skip rocks across unreality and if unreality is really lucky, unreality and I will drink together, on my dime. It’s gonna be unreal.

God, I’m gonna miss her. The world is very bland all by itself.

My thesis proposal has ballooned to ten pages. My social space paper came to 25 pages. My book will be about 750 pages. Pages, pages, pages. I am tired of pages.

But what else is there?

I don’t know what to do or say. I’m like a bug turned on its back, kicking hopelessly in the air with more limbs than I actually have.

“The beauty tender glow extinguished
The sky dull from breeze
Ghostly, the dawn has held its rays
Uncanny, a strange dual nature
The light like lead
Writ in the dark, a tiny sickle
A small ‘s’ cut by a surgical knife
The sun’s last spark fades away
And not unlike deine mitte
Now stands disc on disc, and crushes my heart

All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The Sun
All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The Sun

“Aah!” says everyone
Just the birds are silent with surprise

All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The Sun
All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The Sun
All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The Sun
All I really really really really
Really really really want to see
Is a Total Eclipse Of The
… Sun