salsal

walang matula
walang madaldal
magkakasya sa pantasya
magsasalsal.

iisipin ang nakaraan
maghuhukay sa alaala
anong mahuhugot
sa aking memorya

o kaya nama'y titingin sa wala
sa mga naglipana, matutulala
saka magsusulat ng di totoo
maghahabi ng kuwento.

in memory of shuga

i will never see you again
your little face
that lights up
whenever i walk into the room.

one day you will be
just another distant memory
and your voice will no longer
be in my head
like ripples
will be gone

but until then
i agonize in pain
remembering your eyes
your small head against my arms
and your little kisses waking me
in mornings.

realization

i don't have a happy life.
i have a funny one.
funny...
in a tragic sort of way
like Woody Allen
movies.

ramblings...

peter pan,
can you please stop
hording
pixie dust.
hurry
i'm running out
of happy thoughts.