And Getting It*
In knowing life dress and train your dogs to live
and play dead and to die in a live play of humans
eating human-eating canines and felines gnawing
fresh flesh of hearts where life burns like fever
and fever smells like air in glowing Suns in dead
spaces amid the wisdom of knowing that all that
sings sings an unknown tune and that all that
breathes breathes an all-knowing unknown
and all that's knowing is gnawing what's known
or what has once been yet forgotten, then cut
your legs to get that life.
* - parodied from Dr. Cirilo F. Bautista's State of The Nation Address
and play dead and to die in a live play of humans
eating human-eating canines and felines gnawing
fresh flesh of hearts where life burns like fever
and fever smells like air in glowing Suns in dead
spaces amid the wisdom of knowing that all that
sings sings an unknown tune and that all that
breathes breathes an all-knowing unknown
and all that's knowing is gnawing what's known
or what has once been yet forgotten, then cut
your legs to get that life.
* - parodied from Dr. Cirilo F. Bautista's State of The Nation Address
Labels: Cirilo Bautista
did you write this all by yourself or are some parts borrowed from cirilo bautista's work? anyways, it's a good one. another brilliant piece from a mind that's made of puthaw, puto, samad.. hehe( ikaw ra ga-ingon). ^_^
i like the way you use contrasting images and juxtaposition (whatever that word means). mura na jud kag pro! hehe. bitaw. i wonder what an experience of an "all-knowing unknown" feels like...
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Anonymous |
2:18 PM GMT+8
You're least likely to read this michelle but for all of my other one million non-readers I think this one's consciously mine that reacts to Cirilo Bautista's.
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Richard J.A. |
10:44 AM GMT+8
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