23 8 / 2011
The sound from the television’s drowned by the honks of the japanese cars
swerving on the rough and bumpy road of Divisoria.
The streets are packed with black crows waiting for their turns to eat the
I can see their eyes blurred by the city lights and colored by the smog
was the name of my lover way back 1800s.
He was tall and copper toned with lips that are moist and puffy.
Oh God, how I missed him and those days when dense forests of narra covered
most of Northern Caloocan, the air’s full and virgin and the fruits are real not
little piggy bank, dancing nervously on my office desk.
Waiting for the clock to turn 10am so it can go outside and have a smoke.
The coins make tingling noise and the dust are settled inside his
transparent body case.
Shaking. Lust. Cold.
14 1 / 2011
I touched my chest, not for pleasure though but for checking my heart. It throbbed so hard, I can see my not so huge front bumps moving up and down so fast. 100 beats per minute.. Ok, that was an exaggeration. I think I’ll go for 90bpm. Haha!
Anyway, I want to move on with my life and I am taking a scary step right now. Wish me luck.
30 9 / 2010
16 9 / 2010
Kitang kita ko from up here ang twin towers ng ST FRANCIS SQUARE. Gaaah! Parang nakakaakit mamili. :| Sobrang tingkad nung logo e.. Parang nakaka-hypnotize…
FOCUS GELAY! FOCUS!!