sigabong

12/20/08

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full title:  “A Christmas poem to all the most disappointing people I wish I could flush with something into the toilet bowl”

 

 

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there are parrots all over,

you, you are eyelined and lipsticked

a parrot that talks to me not about the sea,

not about men

but about marrying a seaman.

(and i know why)

 

 

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fixing her haltered top,

mr.not-so-long ago high school came near,

“you are ripe for the picking, do you know that?”

she gave him this queer glare, the kind that she only let go of

when:

* she’s feeling funny and drunk

*she’s overrated but flattered

and so the girl bought this odd-looking food and ate the messy way ever…

“handsome, young and brilliant 22-yr old people like you must study hard.”

the emphasis was on the last word.

and she walked backwards, pouted and turned around.

 

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so everyone was telling me that you’re like this and like that

“what’s your greatest fantasy?”

“DANTE’S STAGES OF HELL IN DIVINE COMEDY. EXPERIENCE THOSE.”

“why hell? why not heaven (with me)?”

“HEAVEN? I’VE BEEN THERE.”

sometimes, the word everyone scares the shit out of me.

 

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the season’s favorite line:

with this, we would like to solicit for any amount that could help our team

buy a new set of basketball uniform

(i bet they did not mention about the cases of beer)

sports confuse me.

you know, golf or gulp.

sports confuse me, especially that guy with great great biceps

smiling like a billboard with a shoutout:

“your next alkalde is so sportsminded. we will make this town the basketball capital of Iloilo

and save it from sinking.”

and they have named our festival, BAROTO SA LUTAC. by the way.

 

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this is the month of Reunions.

“you know, si kwan got pregnant and they kwan in the kwan. ahay ah so kwaaaan!”

this is the month of Reunions.

“uy i heard you are working from this lalalalala. how much do you earn in a month?”

this is the month of Reunions.

“di ba RN na na sya, stuck man na sila, hahaha. mga kalolooy.mayo pa ko.”

this is the month of Reunions

and most of the time, i cannot find good reasons to attend. oftentimes,

i just bring something around that can make me more understanding,

less irritable. maybe i have to start collecting earwax starting hallooween.

 

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the kids with tansan were outside their gate,

the Father switched the light off in their garage

because at 4 am, he is a levite. he needs beauty rest

for the misa de aguinaldo.

 

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my kumare gave me this lacy t-back,

when i wore it last night, i realized

it was not a happy birthday.

but i love my kumare,

through so-ens

and triumphs.

 

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so they were all telling me that

i looked stronger and hotter in my new do,

i was smiling and out of the blue,

i burped like an old ogre with chest hair and three balls.

i know, im such a disappointment

but

 

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i could beat the score of my 9-year old sister now

in a PSP game

after 3 weeks of struggle.

 

 

 

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