Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Settling Spouse

A pail of beer bottles becomes a harbinger:
A rare intimacy with a has-been rocker,
The heavy weight pinning me down on the soft earth,
As if all is well with being tied up with the hearth.

Do this. Pass that. Not there! He says with sternness.
So raw the voice of my lover in our own nest!
But through secret glances: who are you? I mutter.
Is this the ransom I asked time to surrender?

1 June 2016, Cordova, Cebu

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