Wednesday, September 16, 2009

trap

body dropped upon this sheet
of white and aging cloth,
fingers holding a lit stick
staring blankly upon this spotless ceiling
feeling the comfort,
looking for the warmth
underneath
wondering,
how many bodies have shared this bed
how many have screamed on top of their throat
how many have cried and felt excited
and how many felt lonely,
the same as i do
because behind this thick cold walls
i couldnt help but think of
those hundreds of souls
trapped inside numbing flesh
parading their way among passing eyes
dancing beneath blinking lights
its interesting
how sex can be
the center of all universe
though it can also be the coldest
and the most tragic




inside a resort hotel in subic... alone
trying to write... trying.



i wonder kung anong specialty nila dito? ikaw, palagay mo?

9 comments:

line of flight said...

the difference between experiencing something with the reptilian part of the brain or the mammalian part.

<*period*>; said...

cang cang restaurant..whew!

Xall Percé said...

Kangkong? Or baka naman services ang offer nila. Front lang yan.

pie said...

i love the poem. you really spent ruminating on these thoughts inside a dingy motel room huh? its like i'm watching a movie. and you're jacklyn jose! hahaha. jowk, ewik. :)

citybuoy said...

nice! there's nothing more lonely than a seedy motel.

Knoxxy said...

I lived in subic dati. pero di ko nakita place na yan. where is it banda?

wanderingcommuter said...

knoxxy: ooopsd. sorry this is a picture elsewhere... not in subic. its actually in bani, pangasinan. just thought of posting it my mistake.

wanderingcommuter said...

knoxxy: ooopsd. sorry this is a picture elsewhere... not in subic. its actually in bani, pangasinan. just thought of posting it my mistake.

Knoxxy said...

lol no prob!