#headvsheart
Sabungan Cockfight
Sa pula! For the red!
Sa puti! For the white!
Anopaman dumating However they come
piliin ang magiting choose the valiant
tumaya sa tindig gamble on their carriage
pagpaboran and consider
bawat katunggali. each competitor.
Sumiping sa dilim Make love with the dark
at sumigaw and cry
Kristo! Kristo! Christ! Christ!
Panoorin ang laban Watch closely the battle
sarsuelang mapanganib this dangerous sarsuela
kawatang sumasanib a thief takes over
sa aking piling inside.
Sa bawat kong hiyaw, Every shriek
ang kada tuka, laslas each peck, a slash
nagmula sa dahas of ruthlessness and
lumilipana ang daing cries all around
dumadaginding ang bagsik echo ferociousness
bawat laban pilit. of this stilted struggle
Kristo! Kristo! Christ! Christ!
sigaw ng sabungero screamed the sabungero
at ako'y tumigil. I stop.
Sa pagpanaw When all is gone
manalo win
matalo lose
walang pareho tumingin no one sees evenly
sa aking balahibong my feathers
pula at puti of red and white
sa alabok on the surface dust
kumalat they lay
lumipad they fly
lumahong taimtim. and vanish without a thought.
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC
My head says
"Leave before the floor disappears
Before you wake up
With nothing but splinters
And a mouth full of questions
You already know the answer to"
My heart says
"Wait
He’s just tired
He’s just busy
He’s just trying to find the words"
Hasn’t he had enough time?
“I don’t know”
It’s a language you’ve
Decided to live in
While I’m translating
Myself into nothing
My spine folds in
My ribs start counting the days
Without you in them
I try to remember your voice
Without the hesitation
But all I hear is the pause before
“I don’t know”
I’m holding the door open for
Someone who can’t even
Look at the room
I’m swallowing glass
Calling it patience
And every piece cuts deeper
When I tell myself you’re worth it
My head says
"This isn’t love anymore
This is erosion
This is weathering yourself down
To fit a space that’s already empty"
My heart says
"No
Remember his hands
Remember the way he made the world Small enough to hold
Remember how you’d do it all again"
I think about next week
The way you’ll look at me
And say it again
And my chest will cave
And my eyes will sting
And maybe that’s the last time
Or maybe I’ll let it be another
"I don’t know"
"I don’t know"
"I don’t know"
And it’s killing me that
Neither do you
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 3:31 AM UTC