St. Bernard,
Ruptured,
Dilated
The iris
Resting,
Waiting
For the mushroom
Clouds to
Engulf,
Eat
Me alive.
Did you see the rain?
F
a
l
l
i
n
g
From my iris
Just in a split second?
When your holocaust
Fooled the whole
Hell out of me?
The technology of silence The rituals, etiquette/ the blurring of terms silence not absence/ of words or music or even raw sounds/ Silence can be a plan rigorously executed/ the blueprint of a life/ It is a presence it has a history a form/ Do not confuse it with any kind of absence —Adrienne Rich, "Cartographies of Silence"
St. Bernard,
Ruptured,
Dilated
The iris
Resting,
Waiting
For the mushroom
Clouds to
Engulf,
Eat
Me alive.
Did you see the rain?
F
a
l
l
i
n
g
From my iris
Just in a split second?
When your holocaust
Fooled the whole
Hell out of me?
Labels: guys, hehehe... ala lang... this is the poem presented by betchie...ugh, influence sa putot
Posted by jo at Tuesday, March 06, 2007
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5 comments:
asa man ni nmo i dedicate?
no sir______________?
why is it named "john is jude"?
frued jued...
back to basics lang jude..unsay role ni judas ug ni juan...and then i-apply sa love...it's an analogy... the poem is about betrayal... that's why..gi-unsa pagbetray sa guy sa girl and then what happened to the girl afterwards.. niyahehehe...ganon po ata...
ha? jenn? i-dedicate ba? naks!
ow yeah kay sir januar na nga mga words and then, gihimoag story...hahaha!
dili para iya oi! para na ni g--sh!
the one nga dali kau naka-g sa hidden meaning...
binuhatan man niya..
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