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 Nov 5 solEmn oaSis
wild crowds—quiet towns
—empty as a sky
you sway like death herself.
the scent lingers where you
—no more.

overflowing vacancy;
so known—unknown.
and wild crowds go wilder
and you—the town—roar.

overflowing silence
I’d hear you whole
if you’d stay—if you’d stay
if only you’d stay.

we could be so many things
and we chose this strangeness
wild crowds—wilder go
quiet towns—even more so

you, I
two impatient oceans
 Nov 5 solEmn oaSis
“The edge is not the limit....
It's only the starting point!”
You shout as you hurl yourself off the cliff
Into the unknown,
No need to be fearful of the unexplored,
No need to hold yourself back no more,
For the unknown is where the joy and adventure is,
Where hidden delights and pleasure  
And hitherto unrevealed love and kindness
Are patiently waiting for you
To take that leap of faith
And to welcome you
Into the unknown
Into the bliss
A kingdom has a king
But can it be a without a Queen?

A King can burn with fury and wrath
A Queen can cool tempers and rage
A King can make tough decisions
A Queen can surge with unrestricted emotion
A King can declare a war
A Queen can declare her love
A King can be wise
A Queen can be empathetic
Both have their highs and lows
Roles and characteristics can be reversed
Alas, in the end... a Good King has a Good Queen to rule beside him.
Even if there were such a thing as free hip removal for the first fifty
patients I would not have it done 'cause I prefer to pay to have my 2
hips removed. It's just like the other day when I was offered to have
my lower intestines coated in an Air Force airplane polymer. I said,
“No thank you General, my intestines are fine without the coating.”
Even if there were such a thing as cost-free lip removal for the first
99 patients I wouldn't have it done 'cause I prefer to pay to have my
lips removed. It's just like the other day when I was offered free Air
Force airplane fixed-wing polymer to coat my upper intestines. “No
thank you Captain. My intestines are fine without a coating,” I said.
at wits' end
i scream at the
universe to release
me of my pains, and
it whispers back at me
in bits and pieces, of random
friendships that are of the kind
that go silent but renew at times
when one or the other needs it
to, until the puzzle-piece
message is completed
and the answer it
gives is, i've
been trying
to... but
you won't
let go of them

a giant hallucinatory
human heart full of green
thorns appears in front
of my mind's eye and
the number of them
is beyond counting
yet i still know
each one of
them intimately,
for they are the memories
i've jealously guarded and let
so fester, the grievances i have
let go of with my mind, but never
my heart, the ones that hurt almost
as much in the present as they did in
the past, but all at once, maybe
through just the knowledge
of this fact, the green
thorns age, whither,
and as they brown
they each one at
once fall to the
ground and
finally it no
longer hurts
edge of the ocean

“Even a spineless anthropod sheds what's no longer useful and leaves it behind them. Are you not greater than they?”
When I was five,
my mother told me I was loved.
Years later, she asked me to leave because
I was the reminder of the gruesome past that haunted her.

When I was ten,
my father told me he believed in me.
Years later, he refused to accompany me because
I was an embarrassment to him in front of the society.

When I was fifteen,
my friends told me I was funny.
Years later, they all laughed at me because
I was the gullible teenager who fell for their flawless façade.

When I was twenty,
this guy said I was beautiful.
Years later, he trashed me, tormented me because
I was ignorant enough to overlook my inevitable flaws.

So, sorry for not believing in you,
for questioning your intentions, inclusively, in-depth
when you told me you loved me because
I didn’t want to wind up years later,
learning it the hard way that people often don’t mean what they say.
"Pistanthrophobia is just not everyone's cup of tea."
 Nov 2 solEmn oaSis
I always hated the scorching heat
Summer always brought
I could never escape it

The undesirable feeling
That came along
Was the kind of warmth

That was too warm
And uncomfortable
As the heat engulfed my body

In an embrace
I could not free myself from
Not allowing me to function

Travelling the span of my entire body
Like critters all over my skin
Leaving me soaked in sweat

You were the cool breeze
That pressed against my forehead
An angel passing through

In this free trial of hell
I don’t know if you’ll leave
Seconds after arrival

But I thank you
All the same
For the comfort you bring

At least
For a little while
I had a taste of heaven
 Nov 2 solEmn oaSis
Kapag sinabi ko ang panghalip na “siya”
Hindi malalaman kung babae o lalaki ang tinutukoy
Mahal kong wika
Tanging panangga
Ang nagtatago ng sikreto

Kaya kitang gawan ng tula
Walang makaaalam ng lihim na tinatago
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