Almost Without Breath

This nauseating stench of words gathered insanity

The scent of your skin is the highlight of my February

The words were spoken for ears you’ve taken

Almost without breath I was captured in an absurd abstraction

Yes, you were real and it was never a dream.

Superficial details more defined

And we ourselves take flight that nothing is divine

A conscience is guilty for doing nothing

I wish I could have stayed long to stare at your whole being

We both felt the lassitude

But I can hear you telling me to sleep here

I kissed you goodbye and you said I’ll see you

You are the song waited to be played,

But almost without breath,

I know I don’t have to wait

My Solemn Exasperation: The Silence of Love

Sunday. The afternoon drifted on and on as I spend time wondering what occurred to me that night. He’s an expert in dream-slow close-ups like watching a Hollywood romantic film. All at once I knew I can kiss his throat. And through the prism of my senses, I caught glimpses of an incomparably poignant bliss. All these years, I have loved him silently and patiently. Is it fate scheming on me? What a luxury for him to disappear as he has leaving me to sweep up the mess and murder whatever fragments of love are left. He’s totally evasive. Just the thought of him, makes my romantic soul gets clammy. First he would tempt me, leaving me with a pain in the very root of my being. I felt that I have the button to fast forward to the day that he will also love me and the button to which I can slowdown and prolong the glow. The day he said he was leaving, I collided with a heavy chest and the need of talking to him. Hearing his voice can bury all the sufferings I had ever since. I had been stupid, careless and obscure. What could be the next step for me? For that, I don’t know.

Jukebox

Music shuffles

Blown by muted trumpets

The notes began to vanish

Hitting the walls of glory

She sings heartbreak songs

They enter in the karaoke

Cigarette smoke whirls like a ghost

Then she uttered “I am sorry”

They scream behind the amber light

Holding a cold bottle of beer

Passion burning into the flames

Obstruction present in her trachea

Fuck that love song

That’s the last thing I want to hear

It’s brilliant in injecting paranoia

I’m sober, let’s just drink this beer.

Si Diet at Dukha

Nguya, nguya, nguya

Hanggang malasap ang pait,

Nguya, nguya, nguya

Sa chewing gum na nakupit,

Nguya, nguya, nguya

Mapilit sa sarili na busog na

Nguya, nguya, nguya

Tanghalian at hapuna’y pinag-isa

Kayod, kayod, kayod

May pambili lang ng bigas

Kayod, kayod, kayod

Walang maisanlang alahas

Kayod, kayod, kayod

Mapakain lang ang sampung anak

Kayod, kayod, kayod

Kahit tinapay lang sa tiya’y maisalaksak

Ika - anim na palapag

Sa sulok,

Nakikiramdam, naninibago, nabuburaot

Boses ng umagang,

Pinalibutan ng salot.

Sa sulok,

Nagtataka, naiinis, natatanga

Utak ng umagang,

Hindi ko pa nababara.

Sa sulok,

Nagmamasid, nagtatanong, nakikinig

Sira na ang umagang

Sana’y kaibig - ibig.

For the Sinner

To think of you is to lose thyself

Your scent radiating gently through the grey sky

Softly touches thy burnt skin

The horizon tells me what time is it

I waited ‘til I didn’t care

And your words elegantly escaped

Like the ash that vanished to thin air

Isolation can still slip through your idle mind,

Threatening loneliness

Nerves move frantically

As time count the frames of my consciousness

Your name is an anagram for your name

Usual and kind

But what people see in you is mistakenly blind

Now my eyes are closed

Notes hover above my head

Perhaps I will find the answers to your riddles

‘Cause the poet catches a crescendo

Playing the music of madness and sin

This isn’t about failure and wrong decisions

Damages haunt memory

Raging against my chills

Your shadow sweeping through the moonlight

Forgetting all the magical thrill