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Melancholy men of all others are most witty — Aristotle

passengers (a work in progress)

Tell me how brief our four years was
and i’ll show you a maze of our memories
A scene will start to fade into view:
You and I, boarding a bus towards nowhere/without a clue

Remember the chill of the air from outside,
the juddering motion as we sped through the night,
the graffiti scrawled on the seat,
and our tickets jammed in our fingertips

Yes, we’re passengers in this bus called love
sitting side by side
Yes, we’re passengers in this fleeting lull
Holding hands while making love

closer together

partners and lovers

Yes, we’re passengers
As the bus speeds through the night

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23 edited to 30

From 23 by Jimmy Eat World

I felt for sure last night
That once we said goodbye
No one else will know these lonely dreams
No one else will know that part of me
(We’re) still driving away
And I’m sorry every day
I won’t always love these selfish things
I won’t always live
Not stopping

It was (your) turn to decide
(You) knew this was (not) our time
No one else will have me like you do
No one else will have me, only you

(We)’ll sit alone forever
If (we) wait for the right time
What are (you) hoping for?
I’m here I’m now I’m ready
Holding on tight
Don’t give away the end
The one thing that stays mine

Amazing still it seems
(Remember 30)
I won’t always love what I’ll never have
I won’t always live in my regrets

(We)’ll sit alone forever
If (we) wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I’m here I’m now I’m ready
Holding on tight
Don’t give away the end
The one thing that stays mine

(We)’ll sit alone forever
If (we) wait for the right time
What are you hoping for?
I’m here I’m now I’m ready
Holding on tight
Don’t give away the end
The one thing that stays mine

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lines in progress

Ilang mga linyang naisip ko after ‘the incident.’ Sabay-sabay na lumabas ang mga linya. Di ko malaman kung paano tatapusin bawat isa.

(Untitled)

The air I breathe is pain
Being with you is a lie
Can you see him when i kiss your lips
Can you see him when i’m standing here

(Untitled)

It’s your hands holding mine,
it’s your laugh that makes me want to cry,
it’s your eyes looking at my weakness,
it’s your name stinging in my chest.

(Untitled)

The fries is cold, and the message has been told

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the krag-and-bayonet Phase (a love song)

Music: Reveal the remedy – Urbandub

By Ricardo De Ungria

The landscape is just not big enough
for both of us, I see.
You go that way, I go mine.
With separate maps, we shall not
pay out thread behind us.
We’ll arrive at the same places,
perhaps use the same paths and turnings,
separately, lured by the same
primordial, amplitudes and silences we love.
Pinnacles, bedrock, harbor heads,
cliff dwellings, tumbleweed hinterlands,
waterfalls, canyons and forests
will wound us with the grit
and hesitancies of impermanence.
At the end of the road
when we come accross each other
again, we’ll have stories to inflict
on the other without delay.
We shall drink to each other’s absence.
We shall leave no stone unturned,
spare no mementos and take no compliments.
We shall leave the feeling between us
a howling wilderness.
We’ll be at a loss for words, love,
but we shall have peace.

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galing sa librong Decimal Places (2004) ni Ricardo De Ungria.

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parentheses

 Music: Frailty – Urbandub

(reveal the remedy)g.alipe(this separation is killing me)(you say I should’ve thought that)(before I did what I have done) (so easier to put the blame on you)(I should’ve looked inside of me)(But it’s all in vain as I try to explain)(She pulls away)(we could’ve been more)(can we ever have these feelings again?)(we should’ve been more)(maybe in time we’ll realize that maybe)(fate reveals the remedies)(making it feel like it will be like the first time)(still the vision on my mind)(cuz now I realize it’s)(so damn hard to give you up)(no way out of this hole)(can we ever have us back again?)(let’s not start and put the blame part away)(can you honestly say)(you can see me with another one)(another one, another chance with you)(i want more, I want more, I want more)(regretting it now)(can fate reveal to me)(the questions to why)(reveal the remedy)(could’ve been more)(should’ve been more)(maybe in time we’ll realize that maybe)(that fate reveals the remedies)(making it feel like it will be like the first time)(just like the first time)

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Chest bullet no. 1: stars

How uncanny stars are. It is true that stars gleam not as beacons; rather they stain the beauty of the night. They are lifeless, dull and flat. Whatever or whoever that holds them there sometimes throw them down to us mortals. Others gaze at its luminescence and appreciate it in a split-second.

I’d rather have them framed in the sky

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trip to pampanga

Hmmm. This is a nice group pic of team goodbye-atay. Am probably on my way to Tagaytay to attend Ate Dynah’s wedding. O well, i missed another memorable group shot.

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snap

Your eyes
a camera that is broken.
It only cast distorted images of us.
Zoom: With 8 mm of dust and cobwebs clotting your lens,
these congeal your visions of our chances and promises.
You cannot even focus it anymore.
It is not my fault as you would like to think. It is you
who always see dust
and scratches.

Your eyes
a camera that is broken.
A picture perfect is possible no more,
for it only cast distorted images of us: Images
we can neither blur
nor sharpen.

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at the mall

By Ricardo De Ungria

A silent movie with the bit
piano player out to pee.
Lovers holding hands, children
fleeing from their mothers.
And their fathers? They hold down
the balloon or hand over the chips bag
without letting the baby drop.

The path we took cut straight through them;
we minced no words.
How to push away your white island
where the sky has turned to smoke
and win your life back.
What to hold on to
as you rise with invisible hands.
How to put the music back
to words and make the black-
and-white picture quit
where everyone is always turning
away and you are left alone,
puzzled without a care or clue.

We will do it yet,
piece by piece,
and it will be no secret,
though no one else need to know.

_________________________________

galing sa librong Waking Ice (2000) ni Ricardo De Ungria.

Filed under: The Hobby

si cristiano ronaldo bading!

Sa hindi nakakakilala kay Cristiano Ronaldo: siya ang golden boy ng Portugal at Manchester United (MU). Official poster boy pa (Wag nyo ng itanong kung bakit). Magaling mag-dribble ng bola. Yun lang. I dunno kung magaling mag-shoot (pero mukhang hindi). At huling huli, siya ang ang pinakakabwisitan ng buong kaharian ng Inglatera ngayon dahil sa ginawa nya nung laban ng Portugal at England. Napanood ko yung clip nung controversial call ng referee kay Wayne Rooney nung na-red card sya after nangialam ni Cristiano Ronaldo. Tang inang Cristiano Ronaldo yan napakadaya namputsa! Kumindat pa sa mga bench players nung nasipa si Wayne Rooney. Masasabi ko lang: Wtf is happening with Manchester United?! Mukhang gulpi na naman sila sa Chelsea next season. Habang lumalakas ang ibang team like Tottenham and Liverpool, Manchester United empire is crumbling. The only bright spot is: Ji Sung Park (HAHAHA). The team is in shambles. Bad trip. Malamang sa alamang na masisipa si Van Nilsterooy sa MU at wala pa silang nassign na matinong midfielder. Habang lahat ng team nakapag-sign na ng big names like Chelsea (Shevchenko & Ballack), Barcelona (Goodjohnsen), Liverpool (Bellamy). And with the conflict that Cristiano Ronaldo created with Wayne Rooney, paano ba sila magiging Premereship champions? Putsa kasi bading si Cristiano Ronaldo. Nagsusumbong sa referee.

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