walang basagan ng trip

larawan from here

ilalagay daw nila sa literary folio yung tula ko nung college. "Anong tula?" sabi ko. "yung elegy at the morning.." sabi ni EIC na walang boobs. "luma na yun eh". kunwari ayaw ko, pero deep inside natuwa naman ako at isasama nila. (baka kasi may sobrang space pa)

sa luma, di ko na alam kung bakit ko nasulat yung dalawa na to. nakalimutan ko na nga kung para kanino to eh.pero charot lang yun syempre. nung nakuha ko yung kopya. natawa ko sa mga kapekpekan ko. baklang bakla ang pota kung tumula.

bukas na yung isa. tinatamad akong mag-type.

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elegy

i vowed

that on this day of your absence
i'd never miss a single strand of your
hair
in this melancholic day
drenched by the rain

that i'd never hear
your voice from the
water rushing from
the gutter to the bed of
drowning soil

in the whisper of
the wind
i'd never feel the warmth
of your palm
this day does not possess.

in the eye of this storm
i'll never see yours.
in her sky
i'll never feel your skin
moving in the cadence of tears.

this haze
is not your breath
this wave
is not your finger
this storm
is not your absence.

i vowed

not a single debris
of your memory shall linger
in the havoc of this great

typhoon