namamalantsa ng mga polo na gagamitin sa pag aply ng trabaho…
sambit ng may pagka – gago ko na sarili :
“ ‘di maganda mag apply na may bloodshot eyes dahil sa puyat “
“ oo nga. “, sagot naman ng gago kong sarili
habang taas baba ang hagod ng plantsa
sa linya ng pulang checkered na polo.
with a string of poems after poems
recently accepted and published on
numerous blogs,webzines and in print,
the wife says she’s been having these
very great feeling that i’m gonna have
a poetry book published soon enough;
” ahhh, yess, yes, of course…”,
raising the bar of this so–called
poets’ sense of false bravado.
the kind of stuff which legends are made of.
the sun is rising…the monkey talks of chasing
what’s left from last night’s delight
still up and running inside the brain ;
a quick run to score some more to dream about
is what i need, not this morning’s dying light.
so how much we still got for food money ?