Thursday, May 21, 2009

A withering crouch, a pendulum, an infinite motion


00:45

a quick glance
terracotta body

moving
swirling into a fountain

depart
disengage from knowing

white blood cells
quietly tiptoeing into lost thoughts

meandering amongst lost souls
empty bottles of beers

tinkling beside
the glass of water from a teetotaler

empty your mouth
said she:

try to have a taste of smoked salmon
empty your mouth said he:

drink the cup of my blood
layers of layers of dust

mind disembodied
a midnight dance

blue

has not yet been commented on
never been seen
never been risen
it goes inside my lungs
it sits by the nest
where I dangled my air sac
the house of yawning
the place of longing
drowning with hue
the color of silence
blue
the thicket fence
blue
the crooked teeth
of a screaming laughter
of a sobbing ear
leave it alone will you?
leave it to the man
who killed his own shadow
who get lost
with a suspicion of getting back
to a lonely town
where a river murmurs
underneath his feet
blue
is inside my lungs
blue
the lazy haze
sighing
hissing
peeping
into a black hole

Monday, May 18, 2009

nakuratan




aduna pa koy mahinumduman
sa sinkwenta ka tuig
nga nag paturok sa akong mga uban
lima ka gatusang kalayo
nga nitilap sa takna
nga kitang duha nagkahiuban.
aduna pay katamis,
aduna pay kaaslum,
dihang kitang duha nagbaktas niining baybayon
gikaw-it niining mga sanga
ang mga gimpanghunghung mong mga sonata
diin ang udlot sa atong gugma
nagsugod pa ug pangmata
apan sa hagbay nga panahon
nahanaw gyud ang mga dahon
dili ko mapugngan nga kini sila akong mahuptan
dili ko mapugngan sa pagkawala maski ako na
silang giuwanan
sa akong mga luha
sa akong maoy ug kalouy
sa pag-abi abi ug pagpangga

nangalaksi gyud
murag nakilatan, nikurog
ug nakuratan
nalaya ang akong panit
nikarat ang akong tingog
sa apdo nga pwerting kapait
mga tudlo nga nabikogan
mga bukog nga gidangdang
sa uling nga nagbaga
sa kagahapong dili mausab pa

sa panahon sa ting' uwan

nag sigi na sad ug pag dagum
nag sigi na sad pag taligsik
sa katugnaw ug sa kamingaw sa panahon
gusto kong tilapan
ang pisik nga nitugpa sa akong ngabil
pisik sa imong tinanawan
pisik sa imong kalami
pisik sa imong pag bati
gusto kung musoksok diha sa imong ilok
ug magpainit sa imong kilid
gusto naku masinati
ang kaharuhay sa imong ginhawa
nga init init sa akong tangkugo
gaksa ko, gaksa ko palihug
ug aron mahunong ko sa pagkurog
gaksa ko, gaksa ko intawn
ug aron mahiluna na ang nahisaag kung kalag
nga gikapoy na sang sigeg dagan
apan sumala pa sa kanta ni whitney houston
ikaw ba magpabilin, o ikaw ba mudagan palayo?

sa pagkakaron,
nagsige pa ug busdak
ang uwan
sa akong mga mata
nga nalumos sa luha.

naunsa,

naunsa na man intawn?
naunsa naman gyud ni?
naunsa man?
naunsa man ko?
naunsa man ka?
naunsa ba?!
naunsa man gyud ha?!
nga nahi-abot ka,
nahi-abot ko,
nga naboang ka,
naboang ko,
nagwarlah ka,
nagwarlah ko,
nagwarlah ang tanan,
nagwarlah ang world,
nga nakugang ka,
nga nakugang sad ko,
nga wala ko kasabot,
nya wala sad ka kasabot,
na kitang duha, hangtud karon, atong mga dalan mag abot.

ug karon,

unsa naman sad imong sugilanon
sa imong pagka incognito
sa imong pagkawala
sa imong pagkahisaag
kung diin diin
nga eskinita
nga hagdanan
sa babaye nga nisaka
nga nagsyagit
nya'
iyang mata naa sa iyang baba
nga naglaway
ug kalamay
nga nagpabukal
sa puwa kong kwarto
diin ako naghigda
nga gisap-ungan
ang akong mata
sa puwa mo nga panyo
diin ginlabayan ug gatosang espada
ug ikaw nisulod
sa usa ka kwarto
diin naay
tulo ka mga higanting insekto
tulo ka mga lampinig
nga naghimo sa ilang balay
gikan sa ilang mga laway
ug imo kong gipriso
dungan sa ilang itlog
ug ako nahimong ulod
nga nahimong kabakaba
nga nahimong langgam
ug nahimong maya
ug nahimong balangaw
sa panganod, nag paanod
sa banka nga akong gimbugsay
sa kalimot
ako nag mugot

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

the need to be sedated

three lost souls find themselves walking along deserted streets of capitol area blabbering about the gravity of the moon against our subconscious clamour for sedation.

cigarettes, ice cream and a sweating coke float are just temporary remedy for this post midnight restlessness.

we thought that it would be great to ride a kalesa driven by a well trimmed shrub horse and bring us to the house next to a lawyer's residence for a missing father. we found a green gate with a white painted signage: it looks to be number 09.

walk, walk, walking, cussing and cursing. each of us have clouds of question marks in our heads.

can't figure out the semantics behind waiting and waiting for something that we desperately want to happen now.

so we end up eating balut, two rounds of it. as we ask the vendor how old is he when he got married, he answers 27.

more smoke, more ice, less beer. loud music.
some hookers pumping on the ledge
the dj was at the edge
beat pumping, people pushing

we're tired. let's get out of this hell.

5:00 amruss is for sure asleep now. while vera and i just had our coffee with her mom and then the two of us headed to the beach and happen to caught a baby squid.

Friday, May 08, 2009

red devil, rose





I call it: sighing with burning flowers

Thursday, May 07, 2009

nangahiwa, nangabunkag, nagkahiusa

nahikatulog intawn:
naghukas, basa sa kaugalingong lana
nahikatulog intawn:
human sa paglupad
didto sa kagabhion
diin ang biga, nagpunpun sa usa ka dagum
diin gi lambigitan sa uban pang wakwak
ug uban pang taong mananap
nga gi-uhaw sa katuyoang lawasnon
nangahiwa,
nangabungkag,
nagkahiusa.

lami nga sakit nga lami
nga lami, lami, lami!
usa ka saulog sa mga matang
nga guinadili

nahikatulog intawn,
gahagok samtang ang tinai ug itlog
nagsamsam sa otin nga gautog

Friday, April 17, 2009

brinde al verano



at summer sunscreen party 2009
bantayan island
photo courtesy of Bryan

Thursday, April 16, 2009

how could I simply grasp the song of summer?

is it too pure?
sighing with the bleached pebbles by the shore

is it too meek?
like the silent scream of the unicorns under the heat

too light
too bright
too grand

blazing sky
placid moon
dancing barefoot on sugary sand

is it as pungent as
the blossoming of mango trees?

buzzing busy bees on glowing flowers,
marveling its saccharine taste

a kiss that erases the sadness,
sitting by the corner of your lips

have it
pour it
sprinkle it

tingling,
as the sun kissing my skin

the moan, while exploring
the sinuous concaves of your pits

hear it
feel it
lavish it

spreading the burning sensation from your hands,
the sacred feel of your embrace

when you thrust yourself
into the deep core of my secrets
piercing my darkness

lifting my arms with closed eyes,
a complete surrender

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

ang nahisaag kong kalag

dili na
dila na gyud
dili na ko katulog
dili na
dili na mapalong ang akong lawas
nga padung naman unta mo shutdown
apan ang akong kalag diin diin nahisaag
diin diin nilaag
dili na mopauli
dili na mobalik
dili na mosalop
sa pangpang sa akong paghinanok
dili na makig-hiusa sa akong
ginhawa sa akong
pagsalom sa lapok sa akong mga damgo
nga diin gikamang sa akong mga tudlo
dungan sa akong pagpanghuyab
dungan sa pagtugpa sa anunugba
nga nangasunog ang paku
human nakigsayaw sa lamparilya
hain na
hain na
hain nahimutang ang akong kalag
nga gintawag
sa usa sad ka kalag nga nahisaag

Thursday, April 09, 2009

learning the art of surrender

when nature wont conspire with your plans,
when swimming against the current could burst your lungs,
and when nothing works no matter how hard you try and try and try---
and yes, until you'll eventually die,


it's time to raise my arms and completely surrender...

Thursday, April 02, 2009

magnolia (aimee mann: wise up)



for russ, vera, chai and yen:

let us hold on to each other;

no matter how crazy, lovely, pathetic, awesome, ecstatic, shitty, marvelous, neurotic, stupid, brilliant, sweet, bitter and wonderful our lives are.

rest assured my arms are always wide open and hopefully i could snuggle on yours too.

i love you guys =)


p.s.

walay magpakamatay until 30 please..

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

at 23




* aside from physical dysfunctions, i was also diagnosed with mental and emotional disorders.

* i've experienced being terminated for the first time =) hell yeah
cause i deserve it.

* currently having an almost three year
relationship, my longest ever

* learn to love smoking

* starting to learn spanish, habla usted spañol?

* been associated with 4 companies within this age,
imagine intermingling with four set of different
colleagues for a couple of months. saying hi then
goodbye

* been to places i never knew existed

* first time to have an online hearthrob and
heartache at the same time

* i've been scolded in a local newspaper for
accidentally using somebody else's props during a
performance art (although it was purely an act of
spontaneity and a performance dedicated for him but
well, shit happens) no matter what, i wont let that stop me from doing art.

* regardless of the issue above, i'm still doing performance art and literary pieces. my cebuano poems are now getting published (such a late bloomer for me, i know) and even do poetry reading during my lunch breaks.

* i almost die from a sea trip

* i still haven't dyed my hair, had body pierce or
had any tatoo yet

* i still haven't killed someone yet.

* i'm in the middle of processing a passport

* and apparently, still creating mess out of myself, still learning to make things undone and start all over again.

* got few days remaining before i end my 23rd year of existence--- and i'm still growing up..

sail on, russ



Russ Ligt
March 18, 1985 - April 1, 2009


you told me your time will be until on your 27th but you did it sooner than i expected.
Good riddance to you russ,
sail on to your red home in space.
All we have of you now
is our memories.
But it will be some time
before they fade.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

gikapoy pa ko,

mo undang sa' kog kambras sa imong dagway
kay mao ra man gihapon,
dili ka mapanas
sa akong alimpatakan
usa ka patik sa akong panit,
lagum, nagngulngul sa kasakit

gikapoy pa ko,
ako' sa ning ilabay akong pala
moundang sa ko'g kawot aning yutaa
diin ilubong ang atong miagi
nga kanunay buhi, ug bout mubangon

gikapoy pa ko,
ayaw sa ko padagana
kay dili man gyud tika madakpan
dili mapasakitan, dili makalimtan, dili mabawsan

ngisi,


pakit-a ko sa imong kandiis
pakataw-a ang imong mga mata
ug, sa kadiyot ayg ginhawa
kana,
gusto ko anang angola
uno
dos
tres
hala,
kinsa mani?
naa may laing
nagpahipi diha sa imong kilid
naunsa mani siya?
daw kasukaon ug kakuyapon sa kaluspad
kaila ka ani?
dali tan-awa


"ambi daw
butangi! mura manig imong kaluha.."

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

let time stand still




the moment we first met---
the moment
when you and I
held back grains from running out
in the hourglass of eternity



(photo taken in Dumaguete)

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

to sobriety




yeah! yeah russ!


"Paranoid Android"
-radiohead

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest
From all the unborn chicken voices in my head
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but not an android)

When I am king, you will be first against the wall
With your opinion which is of no consequence at all
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)
What's that...? (I may be paranoid, but no android)

Ambition makes you look pretty ugly
Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy
You don't remember
You don't remember
Why don't you remember my name?
Off with his head, man
Off with his head, man
Why don't you remember my name?
I guess he does....

Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me
From a great height
From a great height... height...
Rain down, rain down
Come on rain down on me

TThat's it, sir
You're leaving
The crackle of pigskin
The dust and the screaming
The yuppies networking
The panic, the vomit
The panic, the vomit
God loves his children, God loves his children, yeah!


Thursday, March 12, 2009

alright,

i got it now.
and darn---
why just now?
i no longer exist
can no longer be seen
ignored and forgotten
something that seemed relatively unimportant
a wisp of smoke
thinning towards a starless sky
i never thought i could be that inconspicuous
to you: a mere passerby
walking across a universal pavement
one hazy December night
oh, when was that really?
well, it wont matter
what's the point anyway
plain silence crashing over me
through a placid sad screen

ha!
a placid sad black screen
blackest black of a black ocean
where i used to swim with you
sending love notes to you
dream, breath and feel alive with you

but i think it's time to sail on now
sailing on to a much darker distance
much farther from where u step back

let the whisper of the wind tell
stories of a boy who once
became my prince

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

The Ting Things - Great DJ



darn!
i can't get enough of this video,

i'm hooked!



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

dagan


dagan, dagan
dagan, dagan
dagan, dagan
sa kalibunan
bahala mahisaag
bahala masamad
ayaw kabalaka
mahiplagan raka

dagan, dagan
dagan, dagan
hangtud maalimungawan
bahala gihapo
bahala gihutoy
basta kay padayug lihok
sayaw, sayaw, sayaw

hangtud masinati nimo
ang kalinaw sa imong dughan

unya?


nasayud naka'
nga sa kanunay
gilamoy ang aso
sa demonyo
sa imong spirito ug
sa huna-huna
padayon ang pag aligotgot
niniing bagtok
kung dugo
nga nibukal
sa kalagot sa imong
panagway
unya palihug,
tangtanga na nang imong mata
sa akong mga mata
kay wala naku malingaw
sa imoha

pauli,
pauli sa imong mama!

again,

i came to my own defeat
swallowing my own words
tasting the same bitterness that
i try to feed you
saying sorry
would take me down to my knees
it makes me twitch in agony like
kneeling on shards of glasses
or be sprayed with bullets
why would it be the case
why would it be the same scenario
again and again
to anybody, to anyone
to whom my heart belongs
wouldn't it be nice
for me not to think twice
to come up with the realization
that i would never be entitled
to my own chastity


Monday, March 09, 2009

Bjork Bachelorette Live @ Fashion Rocks



hail Bjork..
hail Alexander McQueen..

ako si maria elena


kanunay nag inusara
pipila na ang akong nabana
apan sila: tanan nanglarga
ninglarga didto sa kalibunan
ug ako gingkalimtan
taga hapon, sa dihang pagsalop sa adlaw
mosalum ko sa akong kamingaw
ang mga lumot sa kagahapon
mo pilit sa akong panit
ug ang katugnaw sa kasubo
mopakurog sa akong mga bukog
gusto ko mosidsid sa kinalawman
ug dili na motunga pa
gusto ko nga lamyon sa kangitngit
ning akong gibati

(...dili na ko gusto mo ginhawa)

apan ang mga hapon
ug pagsalop sa adlaw
daw walay kahumanan
sige rag balik-balik
balik-balik
balik-balik balik-balik
balik-balik

lighter


bai'
padagkuta ko bai'
pahuwama ko sa imong lighter
ug sigrabe ko sa imong kagwapo
mala adonis mong mga mata
ug porcelana mong ngipon
pasigaha akong ngitngit na kwarto
diin nahikatulog ang akong galimaw nga kalag
gusto kong i-ginhawa ang aso sa
romansa nga ginhayhay sa kahanginan
ug dayon ibugwak ko ang katamis sa
akong kaibog kanimo
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yati nah,
dili man diay ni musiga!

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