@ Mr. Tanduay Poem by Jordan Legaspi

Mr. Tanduay


I asked... 'Who are you? '
Without a minute, without an hour
You wish 'I am a friend- it's true'
From the smile to the tears' oh pure

You asked me 'what about you? '
Nothing to say just a sigh
Of breath of loneliness I know
Fear of no one here- my cry

Question upon the bleeding knee
You after you...bah! What is this?
Glass of emptiness before me
The spirit that was-

Then I stood against myself
'You are the only one who listens'
My silent scream- to be free from this thief
Of promises I though from deep with in

Ah! Again and again...why? Why?
I tasted you- my sweet lie
Ah! Alas! Temporarily free from me
The “you” who stub my chest in a day