i will be the dirt under your feet... angel quiet.without guilt.- j.neil c. garcia


what incision is there
from sighing
to dark sighing?

there is the cut
of a broken cup
where wines
kiss in ecstatic voices
without the need of fusion.

how pungent,
from this drunken tongue
that holds inebriation useless
the intoxication of glances
behind the mask of oblivion.

so this fire virulently
spreading
from viral inanity
to incurable inanity!

i am the thawing of the moon.

translucent vermillion
of passion
towards
forbidden passion.

from sacrilegious
to sacrosanct

benediction.

AKING MGA ALAT

MAHAL
sculptress julie lluch
maningning foundation
up baguio ccc
pinoytok
diversity spectrum
missing mondays
from the poet
he will officiate my wedding
painter may ann
my barbie doll shoil
intimate mom
rakistang nars
brat speaks rain
rain's deviance
cariness' solace
profound iandih
incendiary tey
arkitek bjorn
jae's idiotic mishmash
dreamspinner jhules
poet joseph
makatang sonny
kuwadro ni jun
dibuho ni dan
enigmatic jube
sisterrific nikkai
the rhon inquiry
philosophical ides
erotic tin
modern patadyong
cookie ada
yanomamo kat
dendenden
fairy ching
tala stef
recklessly honest rome
layad daphne
legendary shelby
island keren
talulot ni sani
anak ayvi
laughter reig
ministry partner mabel