Magulo at malungkot ang nakasanayan ko kapag ako ay gising
Kabaliktaran ng kasiyahan na pinapadama mo kapag iniiwan ko ang tahimik na katawan lupa sa maingay na sirkulasyon ng mundo …
With no strings attached
I had more chances moving forward.
I no longer live in a pine forest; instead
I planted myself in a white sandy bed. …
It’s important
as Jane Eyre said,
to keep in good health and not die. …
I have mastered stitching back my stitches
Plastering back my cracks
Gluing back as many pieces as I can
And I need no one to hand me my tools
I need no care to run my machine …
bloody sun busy in
tossing building heads like an evening toast
Shards fell like playing cards’ houses,
Skylit with firefly dropping fire …
Sa kwadrong ito ng usok at nota
Pinupuno ko ang gutom na sikmura
Habang nilulunod ng iba ang gunita …
They were always made
to become shadows
to be discarded
by the string pullers …
Nakapagpapabulag ng busilig sa mata
Ako’y pinahimbing hanggang dapit-umaga
Mga tala’y naglalamay sa puntod ng pagsinta. …
Iisipin mo din na salamat sa mga sugat at gasgas kasunod ng malalim na paghinga
Dahil dito ay natututo tayo na bumangon nang mag-isa
At kung natuto ka nang bumangon ay isama mo din sila …
She’s in love,
with a man who adores her,
cherishes her imperfections,
cuddles her on and off.
Yet she’s afraid to love, to lose …
I’m chasing the honesty of a faintly audible whisper
appearing in a dream, in which I confess to
and confess my gratitude of walking into you …
Almost home, he passed kids playing and wrecking havoc in Mr. Almond Joys yard, though he didn’t seem to joyed. Mrs. Hershey was already home awaiting their evening together and out on the town to Fifth Ave. place. …