Wind in my face
The Amihan
Squeeze of my buttocks to my soft chair
An airline chair
A dog flowing through the meadow
Was that my garden rooster
Or is it another's?
I wiggle my toes
Outbreath; Air blowing
Out my mouth
Did Rizal meditate?
Fried chicken in my nose
My nose is in that restaurant in Pampanga
Did Jesus meditate?
What is the purpose of a flower?
Is the scar on my leg my death?
Telescoping ache from my spine
Ticklish pressure in my bladder
More wind; The Habagat
In Tagaytay with friends. The white fog
Am I being mindful now?
Watch your breath!
My forearm is empty
It doesn't exist
It doesn't exist