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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,.

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,.

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,.

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babbling as poetry: July 2007

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Monday, July 16, 2007. I thought to bring back a little more. Than running on zero. To fire up squeal so they hear. More than flutters of hope life and a future. As opposed to none. But I lost my right foot today. Which is just sad yet there's no pain. To channel I float no. Soaring here just waking. Up feeling empty on zero. And having a bad day. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Mga Tulang Di MaTinag. The Chronicle of Change.

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babbling as poetry: May 2007

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Tuesday, May 22, 2007. It did not rain. I go back finding myself going that way these days. Back home when it was still there. Now it's Stein-like: there is no there there.anymore. Back to an April turned less arid by a profusion of tears. As I run after Tito Willy, who became as elusive. As words, as dead as death itself;. Back to a dream-like November,. Mama looking straight into my eyes from her deathbed,. Calling me by her dead son's name. I ran away only to run back only to run after her. Heat pain ...

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babbling as poetry: June 2007

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Thursday, June 28, 2007. Mine is an island. Surrounded by the sea,. Which would one day kill me. Sand beneath me slips time. Passing through a bottomless pit,. Home suddenly vanishing while I sit. Our planet separate but the same,. Slowly rebuilding itself came. The life worms we brought,. Digging deep without water,. And somehow so much better. Links to this post. Monday, June 25, 2007. Gods that Fray on the Edges. There was light in the middle. And for a long time, I could see. That flit at the edges,.

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babbling as poetry: September 2007

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,.

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babbling as poetry: moth to aflame

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,. Url=http:/...

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Saturday, May 23, 2009. And here, I should commend (and be grateful to the high heavens) to the three who did make a tremendous effort to respond. Ben, who I never really appreciated as much as I should and who for some reason is misunderstood by some, for the comment. I apologize for the distress, dear friend. And even though you barely understood what I wrote, the effort was well-appreciated. But most importantly, I truly value your unceasing ability to make me laugh. Where to, Ms. Daisy?

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The Chronicle of Change: Diyosa

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Tuesday, November 27, 2007. Ang iyong itim na buhok. Mala-kandilang mga daliri,.

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The Chronicle of Change: Adonis

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Tuesday, November 27, 2007. Huwag ka nang magmalinis. Na para kang Adonis. Journalist...

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The Chronicle of Change: Genesis

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Tuesday, September 11, 2007. Drawn by billows of black smoke. To the flashes of light.

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The Chronicle of Change: Beholding Beauty

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Sunday, September 2, 2007. In a voiceless whisper. You called to me and. And not felt...

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The Chronicle of Change: Ritwal (Para kay Babs)

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Wednesday, September 10, 2008. Ritwal (Para kay Babs). Gulatin lamang ng katotohanang.

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The Chronicle of Change: Claustrophobia

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Tuesday, September 4, 2007. What do you do at two o'clock in the morning. Bought out ...

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The Chronicle of Change: Sea of Change

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The Chronicle of Change. An Anthology of Poems. The world and life - as chronicled by a lowly earth-bound traveler. Welcome to The Chronicle of Change. The Chronicle of Change is a collection of poetry written since the 1990s. As most of the poems are in hard copy, I will have to encode them one by one, so bear with me. I will be posting them as I go along. The dates of posting are not necessarily the dates of creation. Wednesday, April 13, 2011. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poems in This Chronicle.

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Tuesday, September 11, 2007. His is my pain these days:. Sores all over like busy little insects. Lodged just beneath my skin. My recent brush with nature. Bit me to pieces itchy and aching. I was food, a convenient feast. But really, I am only a shell. A moth being carried with freedom. By a mob of ants forward right. Up the leg of a chair headed for. A likely colony behind the wall,. Where the queen, a god in the brink. Of destruction, awaits an offering. Then they all grow wings, organize,.

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