Milton Hills
Q.C.
room 207 dorm 2
i have clandestine stay
after i climbed sierra madre portion
after hiking makiling near hot spring pool
after i wrote 6 pages
this was for the number 7 personal anthology
with me are
the ceiling fun, concrete grills, locker foom
file in a row
2 light tubes, bed no.13, dorm boys
ex-BEM classmates
to whom i am thankful enough for letting me
to stay secretly
for half-a-week
for my freelance writing self-career
for my mind storming
for my cryptic emotions
for their requested song-poems
and soon i know
i will bid goodbye to the rotating fun
to the grilled window that welcome the sun
to the lockers in a row
to the upper deck with a foam of mine
to their warmth hospitality
no more room 2007 in dorm 2 for men
no more harold geotina who talks quickly
and loudly and serving lunch for me
making me as a king
no more for the 8th poem
i will write in this transient home
no more extended clandestine stay
all their tickets are ready for provincial vacation
by tomorrow 4/18/01
(in the race of life, I am often trapped in the last lap
if not being left by anybody else)
but it was once upon a time....................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem