to Joney Caudor, Paranaque 2010
I had asked you
where is Carl
our batch mate
you sliced your throat
through finger
symbolizing death
Carl was already dead
from a self-inflicted blade
slashing his pulse, i think
Life is short, we know
but we're not in position
to make it more shorter
even in a justifiable suicide
Life is a candle light
flaming brief
and see-
the melting wax
won't kill its
burning flesh
even groaning
in heat
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