black black shoes
long black hair
he's so sweet with his
get back stare

inspired by Jet's Are You Gonna Be My Girl, a lil verse fo dear ferre coz i haven't got the brain capacity to write a proper poem fo you right now.

saw ferre yesterday. FINALLY! he still looks good enough to eat. of coz some friends just had to be a bunch of nonok kias and say he and his cronies look like they just escaped from Kalimantan. i still like him nonetheless. the long hair reminds me Anthony Keidis circa Blood Sugar Sex Majik, the smile has to be one of the sweetest smiles around. and this whole aura he exudes; so Cobain, you know. the tortured soul i-am-an-artist-so-fuck-you thing going on. aaahh... i wish he'll write a song about me and play it to me on his guitar when i'm about to sleep at night. i'd love to love you, ferre. even though the fact that you dig metal more than anything else kinda disturbs me. i mean, the only two bands i dig that come close to that genre are System of A Down and Rage Against The Machine. i have nothing against metal music. in fact they have some of the best drummers in the world. but there's so much of metal i can take, you know. haha let's see how this story of the neo punk and her metal boy unfolds.