indecision’s decision

11:51 am Masquerade

aside from loose rhymes

crawling naughtily on the

skin like kisses that never

were,

everything else is, by now,

blown away by the wind.

so fear not the throbbings

of some other ends (if there

still are)—but of songs

within,

we are, must be, our

own listening ear.

(8 March 2009)

One Response

  1. MARS Says:

    Found you! 🙂 Na-send mo ba ‘to thru text, kuya? I’m not too sure… 😀

    hi mars. yup, i think na-send ko to. 😉

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