karanso

09/29/08

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you piss me off when i stain my shirt

and you laugh at me

“clumsy clumsy clumsy you!”

 

you piss me off when we agreed to meet

at 5 and you arrive at 6

because you wake up

late and you are at war with your alarm clock.

 

you piss me off when i wear high heels

and you grin at me, asking me

“what’s the occasion?”

you piss me more if i wear high heels and you

start tripping on me asking me to

walk with you downtown,

find your new vice,

sore my toes and demand from me

to walk faster because you don’t

want to go home late.

 

you piss me off when i catch you

playing with my underwear, giggling

“big sis, RED!!! REEDDD!!”

you piss me more when you call my

new boyfriend

by my ex’s name.

 

you piss me off by redudantly

reminding me

“you’re getting fatter and fatter”

you would even make some moon faces

and mess my hair up.

 

you piss me off when you lay your head

on my shoulder and you tell me

“god you’re so muscular. a boxer!”

 

you piss me off when you unwrap childhood

and show off my pictures, my bangs, my flower girl dress

and your pentel pen-drawn horns on my head.

 

you piss me off  in those ways

 

but i am always looking forward to be with you

for all the other

cool crazy times.

 

and i love it most when you wipe my face when i am drunk,

you download all my favorite songs and lend me

your player without being too  sweet with words,

you let me fix your collar and ask me what boxers to buy,

you remind me to bring an umbrealla because it has 

been raining so hard

 

and you hold my hands

so tight when we have to cross 

the highway.

 

 

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something tawdry here. something erotic there.

 

 

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Posted by modernpatadyong at 16:03:00 | permalink

Previous Comments

since you’re not working with us anymore let me tell you a secret: many had a crush on you because you had this unique brand of sweetness. funny sweet, crazy sweet. yudi gablush ka da bro ay? haha.

Posted by officem8 at September 29, 2008, 4:46 pm

ay little bro mo na? baskog song choice ha, kadlaw ko kay nasalam-ukan sya ka laway nya. lingaw :)

Posted by officem8 at September 29, 2008, 4:48 pm

awww, this is sweet and cute.

Kamusta na ikaw?

Posted by Dee at September 29, 2008, 8:27 pm

@officemate: utis, nasamulak lang ko gani. huo, naham-ot ko na sa kay utol kay dunlan ka laway nya. haha. :)

@dee: hi dee. i am saner and doing cool. o, para ni sa tanan nga mga amigo ta. mga storya sa mga baye and the wonderful role of our male friends sa aton tagsa tagsa ka kabuhi. ikaw ya? :)

Posted by modernpatadyong at September 29, 2008, 10:18 pm

sweet. :)

Posted by boydahon at September 30, 2008, 12:08 am

salamat boy. unsa ka klase na dahon? :D

Posted by modernpatadyong at October 1, 2008, 12:06 am

i luff this. haha.

but i also read the ones there. nahagbong na sab kos akong ingkuranan. hahaha. =)

Posted by kimay at October 1, 2008, 9:50 pm

@kimay: oi imong innocence ug purity ha ;)
mga nastos sila sa? imo gipaminaw atong ahh ohhh ahhh ohhh? haha!

Posted by modernpatadyong at October 2, 2008, 3:33 pm

siya

 

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she likes seashore naps and the view of everything from the bus window. she likes tiny moments and the small spaces between faces when people talk.

 

sometimes, she wakes up to that odd feeling of being a fallen leaf, an old tree, an azotea or a waitress somewhere-- talking to a taxicab driver about that random song on the radio.

 

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 poetry as visual art

 powets do kick ass

 iPud (ako, too)

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and this. a proof that:

how you see LIFE is how

you actually see YOUR self.


 

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maddening spurt:

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 “The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!”

 

-Jack Kerouac-