(buhulin ang hintuturo at dirty finger)

sayang, ilang araw lang, tapos,

paalam.

makikita pa kaya kita next sem?

Masyadong mahaba ang biyaheng pauwi,
mula Philcoa hanggang Fairview ay naisip ko na
ng makailang ulit ang mga bagay bagay.

Tulad ng pagpasada ng mga dyip sa kahabaan ng commonwealth ang
daloy ng mga tula sa aking isipan.

Gaya ng, "akala ko noon, na ang bumbilya ay mga alitaptap
na nakakulong sa garapon."

Mangyaring ang mga tulang pira-pirasong pinagtagpi
ay naglalaho din naman
sa aking pagbaba sa tapat ng caltex.

Kung bakit di na lamang sa aking pagkakaupo sa mesa
sumabay ang lukso ng alaala.
(kaharap ng papel na hindi marungisan.)

Kung bakit kasi ayaw tumakbo ng isipan
hangga't hindi umiikot ang gulong ng sasakyan.

the heat

Im having hot flashes lately...while it's still too early for menopause, I can't get comfortable in my usual clothes, I am wearing oversized shirts just so I can breathe, and I'm airconditioned, 24/7 and I still feel flushed. And I'm tempted to cut my hair. Somebody hide the scissors. haha, I don't want to end up looking like a boy. I'm afraid I won't even make a decent looking boy.

And to think the temprature should've dropped a few degrees now that it's September.

Anyway my deadlines caught me offguard...since when did I have so much of them? Just finished the story book illustrations, now with the self promotion things, photography, and ge and org submissions...I'm not even sure which comes first. I'm not complaining, it's nice to get preoccuppied at times, gets your mind off some things, although it wears the body out a lot. I swear, after all these are over I am going to reward myself with a whole day's sleep.

Weird thing is, having the hot flashes and all, I have never wanted more to visit a hot spring. San kaya meron?:P haha there's always the water heater for improvisation.

jeepney story

there is a joy to be found in cramped spaces -
if it weren't for the rush hour,
or the multitude of people,
or the shortage of public transportation,
the jeepney wouldn't have been filled enough
for us to be this close.

(thank god for five thirty.)

even if only our elbows touch -
if only the skin on our thighs are snug enough,
skin thriving on skin-

even if this would only last for as long we don't arrive too soon -

I never knew how lovely the words "para ho" was,
until we said it in chorous.




***
Judge me all you want. You don't know my story.

(buhulin ang hintuturo at dirty finger)

sayang, ilang araw lang, tapos,

paalam.

makikita pa kaya kita next sem?

Masyadong mahaba ang biyaheng pauwi,
mula Philcoa hanggang Fairview ay naisip ko na
ng makailang ulit ang mga bagay bagay.

Tulad ng pagpasada ng mga dyip sa kahabaan ng commonwealth ang
daloy ng mga tula sa aking isipan.

Gaya ng, "akala ko noon, na ang bumbilya ay mga alitaptap
na nakakulong sa garapon."

Mangyaring ang mga tulang pira-pirasong pinagtagpi
ay naglalaho din naman
sa aking pagbaba sa tapat ng caltex.

Kung bakit di na lamang sa aking pagkakaupo sa mesa
sumabay ang lukso ng alaala.
(kaharap ng papel na hindi marungisan.)

Kung bakit kasi ayaw tumakbo ng isipan
hangga't hindi umiikot ang gulong ng sasakyan.

the heat

Im having hot flashes lately...while it's still too early for menopause, I can't get comfortable in my usual clothes, I am wearing oversized shirts just so I can breathe, and I'm airconditioned, 24/7 and I still feel flushed. And I'm tempted to cut my hair. Somebody hide the scissors. haha, I don't want to end up looking like a boy. I'm afraid I won't even make a decent looking boy.

And to think the temprature should've dropped a few degrees now that it's September.

Anyway my deadlines caught me offguard...since when did I have so much of them? Just finished the story book illustrations, now with the self promotion things, photography, and ge and org submissions...I'm not even sure which comes first. I'm not complaining, it's nice to get preoccuppied at times, gets your mind off some things, although it wears the body out a lot. I swear, after all these are over I am going to reward myself with a whole day's sleep.

Weird thing is, having the hot flashes and all, I have never wanted more to visit a hot spring. San kaya meron?:P haha there's always the water heater for improvisation.

jeepney story

there is a joy to be found in cramped spaces -
if it weren't for the rush hour,
or the multitude of people,
or the shortage of public transportation,
the jeepney wouldn't have been filled enough
for us to be this close.

(thank god for five thirty.)

even if only our elbows touch -
if only the skin on our thighs are snug enough,
skin thriving on skin-

even if this would only last for as long we don't arrive too soon -

I never knew how lovely the words "para ho" was,
until we said it in chorous.




***
Judge me all you want. You don't know my story.