Impending Doom

Sitting on a wooden bench, I recall

The gazillions I’ve devoured for my fall

Restless yet afebrile

Trouble’s way past my bile

 

 

My bowels lurch in agony of fear

My sweat’s like trickling pearls as doom draws near

I need a place to hide 

I’d never risk my pride

 

 

Distraction’s feckless in freeing my mind

Foolishly dreaming of the tasty kind:

Extra crispy French fries

Meat-laden pizza pies

 

 

Run like a coward! Gallop like a mare!

Signal’s out—that inevitable air!

Corn kernel residue

Will show up where it’s due

 

 

I’ll take my seat on the ceramic throne

To grimace and disgust, I’ll make you prone

Aroma of disease

Hotdogs on my feces

What’s Missing

Rain pours down on buds that long for sunshine

Like wishful tears of soon-blossoms so fine

Do you think they revel in the shower?

Or is it warmth that’s missed by each flower?

While nature minds her own gloomy matters—

Her arduous work ‘til darkness shatters,

All it takes is a seat by my window

For all my lonely emotions to grow

I’m lost in this stormy night while you’re far

‘Revealed by clouds as a desolate star

I watch the world turn their drama on me

Each one misses one—it’s for us to see

Though miles apart, we both may even spot

Crying birds when winds leave their young to rot,

See turnip beds miss some heavenly grace—

That the tempest will not erase their face

Empty twigs like my side’s space, you’re seeing,

But should you ever ask me what’s missing:

As drenched leaves lack the mild caress of dew,

My love, what’s missing beside me is you

As lofty trees lose sight in driving rain,

I can’t see your smile… I yearn but in vain…

Like when creatures wish for an endless blue,

Sui, what’s missing before my eyes is you

Scenes outside my window make my mind roam

What’s missing? My inspiration, my home…

How to appease my heart? I have no clue…

Because all I’m ever missing is you.

 I miss you so much, Maloy ko…