She makes me feel
Wednesday. She* makes me feel like I’ve lost it all. Ill-phrased inquiry an attack of character. Or so it seems. She walks paces ahead, crossing the street without even a hesitation for a farewell to hold on to.
consider a child / forbidden to speak / to her father, / like in
Perhaps I’ve touched deeper (with words) than where I’ve been to (physically) before, a pain with no tradeoff. My fault. Gone too far.
Huwebes. Katahimikan. Wala ang halakhak mula sa kusina sa baba; wala si Nanay. Si Tatay di ko makikita; nasa Batangas para sa trabaho. Transpo strike, ayon sa balita; wala ang boses ng jeepney drayber: ang destinasyon di malinaw.
A few years ago. Statement shirts are out, says GQ via a friend. They fill my closet.
Two sides to every story. I facing down, nose pressed against dirt while a refusal to hit with words acts like a foot trapping my head in place. Can hardly breathe.
Call (voice in tears): Tell her to go home.
consider the friction / of Time and Tradition, /
Text: If you’re a respectable person…
where men search / for greener pastures, / they say, leaving / children with fathers / and what silence / can entail, echoes /
Maraming tao sa food court, nagkukuwentohan.
of whimpers, howling / of hope lost. crickets /
Ngunit parang tahimik pa rin; ang kuskos lamang ng maunting pag-asa na makikita ko siya, na magusap.
outside chirp— /
Sa oras na nakalipas: dalawang teks, isang reply.
Weekend. Three bottles and more. Forgiveness and more.
My favorite is the green one, BURP! splashed in white. There’s another one: 100% doctor recommended, mother-in-law approved. Irony.
the sound of legs / rubbing together / to the rhythm / of the dangling / of a child's feet.
__________*Kung iniisip mo na siya yun, baka tama ka, baka hindi. Ngunit kung iniisip mo siya naman yun, baka
2 Comments:
moved to http://nikay.panalangin.net :-)
very well, poetess...
shall change the link.
mag-post ka ng tula.
order yun.
salamat
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