banana poetry

tulo ka otin
nagpahipi sa daplin
nag aiming aiming
sa bilat sa kanding

english translation:

three manhoods sit on a shade where wild grass grow
waiting for the gleaming womanhood of the goat
come rain, come sun, come snow

attack of the agreeable thumbs

nagpangita sila

abrihan tikaw

2nd creation story 1

entrada

An Angel said...

lament of a pea feather

in the land of coffee
would you have tea?

would you still play indie rock?
when swimming with the sounds of the sea?

if i tell you Now
would you ask me Where?

i'm selling you smiles
would you drop the lies?

if i come back from the land of the dead
smelling of curry but dripping with honey
would you drink me?

The Angel Makers

Fertilize my seed with your kisses

let us plant them together this misty morning

like summer well wishes