Beer Night

It was that--
happiness in a bottle--
   Beer.

As soon as
everybody sits down
and gets ready
to share

one, two bottles
shaking the day's stress off
switching to a more relaxed mode
laid-back music enters the background
(it doesn't matter if the music is real)

one, two bottles
turn into one, two cases
of colorful stories,
feelings once kept secret,
and personalities we struggle
to hide under the clothes we wear
or the pretense of sobriety

Isang Huwebes Umulan III

Mahal,

Uuwi na ako
Habang mahina pa ang ulan.

Kasi, tama ka rin naman.
Wala kang hiningi sa akin
Kusa lang akong nagbigay.

Kung tutuusin
Hindi kita kailangan.
Kapara ng
Hindi mo rin ako kailangan.

Ninais kong maging lahat-lahat sa'yo
Bawat hampas ng pighati
Ay iniwasan ko.

Sumakay ako sa alon
Ng matatamis mong kwento
Ng mas matamis mong ngiti
At ng pinakamatamis mong

---at maiiinit pang---

Halik.

Natural,
Nag-impake na ako,

Hindi ko na iinumin
Ang kapeng inihanda mo.

(Baka sa panahong
hipan ko at amuyin ang
pabugso-bugso nitong
halimuyak, ay maalala ko pa
ang mga bulong mo
sa gitna ng mga maulang gabi.)

Sukdulan na.

Sinagad mo at sinunog
Ang mga tulay sa puso ko.

Paalam.


Hindi mo lang ba ako
Pipigilan?

Infidelity

so i sail through
two different oceans
get tossed by two
equally cunning waves

one after another,
one after another,
the one after the another.

(sometimes i get lost in the current)

but i never told you
that its your tide i love the most
because i want you to stay that way
stay beautiful
stay amazing
stay with me

when everyday
i set off to sail
between
one and another,
one and another,
the one and the other.

tonight i should have decided
to quit this satire

but no

i can't

i still long for your scents
and the warmth of her bed
i still dream of your cooking
while i ravish her without shame

and everytime i leave
you behind
to see her, and experience
the lengths of her
salutary liquids

i come back relieved
and complete

but not because she
filled my nights the way you do

but because i see you there,
sleeping soundly in our bed,


and you have never changed.

Booty Call

I can feel it rising
that familiar itch
The longing for some
Weight pulling me down
And taking me high
At the same time
In inexplicably loud breaths
And the aroma of
Sweat and other
Forbidden liquids
Filling the air
Along with
Raspy sounds
of muffled words
of opposite nature
“Yes, yes” and
“stop, don’t, stop”
More “yes, yes”
Until---
Both of us are breathless

Today,
anyone would
Just do
Just fill the void
And take me
home with you

Zero Interest

Unlike what

the tellers

have been telling,

I do not fancy you.

I just come

to your bank often

because I have

checks to

encash, jerk.