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habol
11/18/08*
something raw from the strings but i ache to share.
for rain and david.
this is a story about leaves, about leaving– her bare toes. sun-kissed shoulders. bra.
it’s like when you found out monsters weren’t real but every night you still woke up screaming.
this is a story about the ideology of socialism
and the aching lips to lick utopia from the soil.
it’s like when a past that flickered, dead, drags your suitcase
asks you to “stay” but the door swings open, by it self.
this is a story about crying facing the bed instead of people,
because she believes to be pitied is not to be loved.
it’s like when a mother asks you “why did you leave them there?”
and you wanted to tell her about the sunsets but she hangs up.
this is a story about walking the road to nowhere
and that it feels good sometimes to get off the bus and forget home.
it’s like telling someone “fuck me hard” just to evade falling. so hard.
this is a story about countries and why do we have to cross them
and why at times, we have to adore the sunset because the other island is a memory.
it’s like when you were four and you cried because you bruised your knees
and when you’re twenty-four you begin to cry about a girl who does not want you to wear condom.
this is a story about people and why blankets are made
and how we have to leave sheets on the floor, when we cry. we fumble. we sin.
we make love.
*
swear, i am going to ink the lyrics and my heart down for this.
pinalanggang aryan. ♥
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Previous Comments
Oh my god. Tin, this is like a clenched fist. A gaze from the window. A look at old photographs. I don’t know what/who inspires you to write beautiful painful truths. Idol!
Posted by blu at November 19, 2008, 5:44 amcnu na tin hu? tag tka a
Posted by xj at November 19, 2008, 8:37 pmbeautiful painful truths as what blu said.
i just had to say, OMG kanindot!
Posted by yen at November 20, 2008, 3:12 pmshet. kristine buenavista! knitting snippets of beautiful things in a string of words - you do it in a most stupefyingly brilliant way… *hands down*
how. how. de carabao de batutin. sayang pula…
♥
Posted by kimay at November 20, 2008, 7:01 pm@ben: there is a reminder like you. 
@blu: thanks sa pag apresyar nong, experience/people/places/downfalls/second-hand stories. hehe. kamusta na da?
Posted by modernpatadyong at November 23, 2008, 7:17 pm@xj: miga ko kag nobyo nya ry sige ah. salamat 
@yen: daghang salamat amiga
@kimay: hala hala fullname jud? tsk 
villagracia akong middle name ha. maybe i want to deny that i have been a sponge of pain pero klaro kaayo no? hehe. sige lang salamat permi tol.
jeezuzchrist! what beautiful poetry! moving. vivid. living. i’ll add you in my blog roll. hope that’s okei.
just curious. is that you on the picture? are you still a student? i understand you’re an ilonggo. what specific province down south?
too many questions huh. sorry. just curious.
@lio loco: my honor thank you for the appreciation.
* that’ not me. she is one of my fave people
* i am a student of life. haha.
* i am very ilongga
* i am from barotac viejo, iloilo (5011 ang zip code)
no need to apologize 
soulful. human. beautiful. this shattered me into a million stars.
Posted by Ai at November 30, 2008, 9:26 am@ai: indeed, you are a galaxy
Has someone told you that your poems have souls and stories?
Posted by ben at November 18, 2008, 11:18 pm