Not really
experience has taught me
that voices can hold knives
and just because it's mine
doesn't make me immune
to the edge
So I choose
not to listen.

Dulce pomum quum abest custos.*


He loved her
like his own death.
The one thing
he could hold onto
when all else
went away.

070716 #SirFrancisHouse #ElNido

Mapalad ang nauuhaw,
Mapalad ang nagugutom,
Ngunit iba ang guhit sa'king palad.

Inalok Mo sa'kin ang luha't delubyo
Hindi Ka humihinto sa pagtapon ng dalamhati.
Mistulang kupas ang kaibigang Bahaghari
Pati sa pag-asa ba'y kami ri'y may kahati?

Sumisipol ang Hangin, umiindayog
Kaya't nagtatagisan ang mga Puno't Halaman.
Matira matibay sa ganitong labanan,
May ibang yayakap sa angkan,
Ang iba'y nagsisimatay na lamang.

Gaya ng pangarap, gumuguho ang akalang matitikas.
Pag binagyo Mo'y magdudumi sa kalye't
Tangay ang tubig na tsokolate.
Walang nauuhaw kaya't walang nagwawalis,
Tila ang lahat, sumusuklob sa yerong palamuti.

Alam kong iba Ka sa kanila,
Kaya't hindi Mo na kailangang patunayan pa.
Kung ganyan Ka lumaban, buhay ng iila'y may pangwakas na.
Sapat nang nandyan Ka, kaya't lumisan Ka na.

Hot tea and black clouds keep creativity
from spilling into space , stormy writes -
with anti-social vibes on the clockwork rat race
I can hear the highway laden with heavy loads
The five o'clock monkey circus for precious home
We're all dying to get there no matter -
where we are
Rushing for something more
Bound for the unknown
We recall the song while ambivalent to the -
individual tones
Like the thunder from a passing July cloudburst
The first note of your favorite tune
The rattle of wind chimes in the misty afternoon
The crescendo of rubber meeting water on the
busy avenue* ....