Category Archives: lowbrow poetry

ang bangkero ng dalawang ilog

” ang betlog kinakalog, ang matigas na ulo inuumpog. ”

sabi ng
kumpare kong
malikot sa aparato.

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the poet writing about himself from an egotistical point of view in response to a call for submission

he’d written poetry
& kept it
to himself
but the last two years
had been great,
he said —
a tribute to Bukowski
a book for benefit for Haiyan victims
a couple of poems
here and there
like
The Quirk,
Empty Mirror,
Mad Swirl,
Ppigppenn,
Boston Poetry Mag,
Screech Owl,
Hash N’ Pumpkins,
Walking Is Still Honest,
Midnight Lane Boutique.

but the
future
is not as
promising
as it should
be looking
at it from a
bird’s eye view,
when you’re
lying down on
a foam with
Throne Of
Atlantis playing
on the laptop
3x already
during the
first half
of the day
& junk foods
scattered
all over

& knowing
that all
the while,
he’s been
unemployed
for the
past 2 wks
& about
to face
the fact
that he must
go back to
point of origin
as the
immigration
law say,
thus, leaving
his wife
& starting
again from
scratch.

he stood up
& went outside
for a cigarette
& let out
smoke rings
from the
6th floor ;
desperation
breeds
creativity.
on fire means
doing great
& cannot
be stopped.
a sly grin
next to a
deep sigh
then things
suddenly
made sense
to him.

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in the bar

in the bar

moanin’ at midnight
poetry w/ street cred @ https://midnightlanegalleryii.wordpress.com/

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aral

tuloy lang
sa pag tahak
kung saan paroroon
ang magnanakaw na oras ;

wag malilingat

bantay lang

nasa huli ang pag sisisi,

gintong payo
mula sa
taong
niligaw
ng tadhana.aral

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hoy ng tanghaling tapat

hoy ng tanghaling tapat

ikaw na pokpok
sa tawag
ng iyong
laman;
saplot nang
pag kukunwari
dahan
dahang
hinuhubad
sa bawat subo ;
mailap na antok
ilang beses
inakala
darating
dalawang linggo ka ng gising
sabi n’ya
sa sarili
na sumagot naman
ng ” oo “.

giyang sa tugtog
ng sirang plakang
panaginip
ang kandilang nauupos
sa altar ng ina
ay ako
ang kalamnang nanginginig
ay ako
luhang nasa loob
ay ako
maasim na katawan
ay ako
maga na ilong puno ng alikabok
ay ako.

gusto ko nang makatulog
pero kelangan kong tumakbo.

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everybody got something to say about something that is sensational

hebdo says f.u.

satire
is no
lip service.

say that
to the people
who believed
artistic integrity
should be
tone down.
say that
to the people
who thinks
freedom of speech
was silenced
when those
charlie hebdo guys
took the bullets
and fucking die
so we
can write
what is dubbed
to be
offensive.

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nature laughs last

man got the brains, nature got the power.nature laughs last

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