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Saved from the Trash Bin

A couple of weeks back, I got sick and got stuck at home.

I started to rummage through my old stuff and tried to clear up my room of junk that I didn't need.

Found an old notebook where I scribbled down some thoughts which I tried to pass off as poems.

So, here they are... my chopped up journal entries pretending to look like poems.

March 13, 1996 / 4:35am

SELOS II

Bakit ba
sa dinamirami ng McDo
dito sa Pilipinas
dito pa kayo nagtagpuan?
Kayong mga nagmamahalan
aking mga matalik na kaibigan.

Tingnan mo nga naman kung sino
ang iyong ka-holding hands.
Ang dating Best Friend Johnny ko
na ngayon ay executive sa bangko.

Di ba
sabi mo
type mo
yung kalbo
at may tato.
Yung punk
na may hikaw sa ilong.

So, eto ako ngayon
kalbo
may tato ng pangalan mo
dito sa dibdib ko
at mas malala
tatlo na ang butas ng ilong ko.


August 28, 1996 / 3:35am

Untitled

Hulyo
Lunes
umuulan
naghanap ng lugar
kung saan pwede magdaldalan.
Sa Remedios napadpad.
Mainit pa ang inorder nating
café latte
nang siababi mo sa akin
ang iyong matamis no, “NO WAY!”

Parang magikero
puso ko’y hinablot
nilagay sa kahon
tinalian ng kadena
tinakpan ng tela
at pagkatapos sabihin ang
AKBRAKADABRA!
FRIENDS NA LANG TAYO!
wala na
wala na
ang mga pangnanasa
ang mga paghihinala

natira ang katotohanan
at ang aking
butas na dibdib



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