Friday, December 3, 2010

Countless Meetings

I remember Aguinaldo
How he was made witness to our numerous meetings
Both accidental and not
How he quietly sat on his horse.
A sculpted slab watching
As I muster all strength to hide
My heart, which is like a worm
Uncontrollably sticking out of my mouth
As i spew words as casual and natural
As possible. And you
Stood there.
Something sticking out of your mouth as well
It was not your heart. you just spew smoke
But at least we have something in common

4:36

December 3, 2010

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