I watch a tiny auburn ant
Make its way into my shoulders
Like some cocky rookie mountaineer
Hungry for an adventure
...
It is a very urgent radiating itch
Somewhere at the right of my back
Reached finally by my finger’s tacks
...
He turned the lights off
and pretended to grow deaf
at the nagging of the internal drum
His trembling hands began to stroke
...
Each step of your big steel toed foot
used to sound like an angry hammer at midnight.
Last night and tonight,
they were mute.
...
The pen thought it romantic to be sliding
At the back of this fast food receipt
As the rains gush like green ink
...
The water from the ancient plastic pipes
Gushed furiously like that minor water fall
I discovered when I took a side trek
On the second day of the Banaue tour
...
A cave is dug and is seeded
Someone comes out of it greeting
The obtrusive light with intense wailing
...