MAy is the most delightful month, named after the Greek goddess Maia
Tulips and ranunculus beginning to fade away
Memory and desire ,stirring
Beginning to appear as if from some incandescent source
Giving the startles within the viens
Spring turning to blossom into early summer
With the faint carcass of winter


I hear the ColdPlay singing its Warning Sign
From Pandora within my BlackBerry
The blinds in my room crawling with the gust
The day break chirping with the morning birds
The murmurs that rose from outside the adjoining pool
Soaked in the intoxication of alcohol star-naked ladies
Enjoying the freedom and Liberty provided by the American government


Surprised with the insomnia that crawled in me
I rose up from my bed to light a Marlboro 100's
Trying to pacify the creaking noise of bed springs
However, I hear my roommate in the other room snooze his alarm clock
He must have been deep in his night long uniterrupted sleep
Exhausted from the day's long protest rally in Minneapolis
Trying to stop the torture in Tibet


His fatigue must have been bad enough to keep him tied to his bed
Hardly daunted by the cacophonous alarm go off
While it fills within me the anxiety of insomnia again
My cigarette goes lighted again and again
Commemorating as if an Olympic torch
That was kept burning throughout the celebration of some pain


I say to myself "Rejoice, rejoice...Here comes our newest Republic of Nepal"
I then reach out to open my refrigerator
and see some pop cans and freshly brought Chinese lunch pack, wrapped in a plastic bag
along with some fortune cookies and sour sauce packets
That somebody must have brought from the cities.