pagod man ang isip
sa ingay ng mga banyagang salita
pinalilingap ang puso
upang hanapin
...
the morning tears
on a bud
will not get
their moments
...
approaches that
help expand
the empirical rules
of the heart
...
I still miss you behind the smile,
behind the shadows of each season;
between us I fathom none
but unspeakable loneliness,
...
July: the heat sears everything but those sheltered in the shadows.
In an irony, my day starts thinking of its end.
I am drenched in sweat; my gaze piercing through the translucent window,
now opaque in the layers of dust and of cobwebs and of time.
...