Feeble, frail, rancid and alive

Stand in the highest ground the horizon could provide
Inhale all the GOOD oxygen you can exhale
Lift your arms, let your body breathe
Feel the breeze blowing under your triceps
Glorify God
Lose all your energy
Die
Let your shoulders drift in contrast and in harmony with the current of life
The oasis we call salvation will either be a fountain to quench our thirst or a mirage to break our hearts
You see...it's the grasses that eat cows after all

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1.31.2005

MGA SALITANG NAGMUMULA SA DILA: Ang Silbi Ng Funeraria

Bakit tayo kelangang mamatay tanong niya...
...Dahil tayo ay gawa sa lamang nabubulok sa haplos ng hanging madumi dulot ng polusyon
...Dahil ang buhay ay pintura sa bubong na binubura ng ulan sa pagdaan ng panahon
...Dahil ang mundo'y matigas na bigas na magiging malambot na kanin kapag nainin na ang sinaing
...Dahil ang baga'y puno ng usok galing sa sigarilyong nagngangalang kasalanan
...Dahil ang dalawang utong ay sadyang malayo sa gitna ng dibdib
...Dahil ang mukha'y tinitigyawat
...Dahil ang utak ay sayang bobo para sa kaalaman ng kaluluwa
...Dahil wala naman talagang ulap na nagsisilbing panakip sa kawalan
...Dahil ang Lupa'y uhaw sa dugo
...Dahil ang balat ay hamog sa gabi na nawawala sa punas ng minamahal mong ina
...Dahil kailangang umurong ng ating talampakan
...Dahil tayo'y may patutunguhan
...Dahil may Diyos na naghihintay

At ang Kanyang mga kamay ay sabik sa yakap ng tagumpay.
Amen.

grasseseatcows
1/31/2005 10:11:00 PM

1.28.2005

MACHINEGUN POETRY: Homeless

Just when I thought I was free of obligation
I have found out that there is much dirt in the elephant's trunks
Left for me to lick clean

I have been so wrong
I AM SORRY
I am yet to crucify you for the world to see and miss your beauty
For your soul to wander is what you want
I thought you wanted comfort
But you were anticipating pain
again,
I AM SORRY.

I'll give you what you want
(To make up for mistakes)
And I'll give you death
(To praise you)

I never wanted to see you cry
But it is now your time to bleed
Feel the knife cutting through your skin
It'll son be over so you could shed a tear
Of happiness
Have you felt freedom yet?
Close your eyes now
I'll kiss you
And be the first one to say "goodbye, my love"
May you float with nothing on.

grasseseatcows
1/28/2005 05:17:00 PM