Friday, January 23, 2009

super dog

I'm bored at work.. So I'm back to blogging again.
Well, I visited my old old old friend a few weeks ago. We just pigged out and watched movies. After the second movie, Gen told me that her boyfriend was coming over with his dog. She told me that there was nothing to worry about since Luis just bathed the dog and there won't be any funky wet dog smell. The only thing to worry about is that the dog humps girls. And sure thing, as soon as the dog entered the room, he immediately humped Gen. I've never seen a really small dog hump that fast before.
Anyway, after Luis pried the dog off of his girlfriend, it stared at me. It just stared and sniffed me. Fuck. I guess that proves I'm not a girl in the eyes of the animal kingdom anymore. Well, at least, I will never get humped.
This is another shot of him in his superman mode. We don't know why he extends his forearms every time he is carried around.. but he does. Heeee.. He never fails to make me giggle. Stupid dog.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009


This one is from Russ Ligtas - a gay schoolmate of mine. He's a pretty good poet.


I’ve rewritten our letters
on my back

where I can’t read them,

your poetry
is everywhere in me

hidden from you
under skin, under flesh

in secret, your secrets
our secrets, in code

and I remain
the only cipher

If you come back
If you decide to decode me

we, forever, will be lost
in translation

our language is dead, my love
I have stopped sitting on its grave

Our scholars have given up
The story we told is forgotten

If you come back
if you decide to look for me

You will find
no painted heart on my back,

no tattooed poem
on my skin

no song to cocoon us
back into embrace

Unlike the letters
that spelled our love

or the forest of poems
we planted

our story cannot be

our love cannot grow
in a garden of ash

Relic, I am
of our history

and when I disappear
when finally

finally, I crumble
into dust

you can scatter
the powder of me

and not knowing

which part is our story
and which part is me.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Friday, January 9, 2009

no decisions

For someone I know..

I have not been as confused in my entire life as I am now.
And I pace around the shadows where the light of the burning questions touch my skin in equal pleasure and in pain - of knowing I can touch you and be turned to ashes in an instant.
Or maybe it is just as simple as that.. I could put you out of existence, you unforgiving Indecision, light enticing like a sin with the wings of salvation.


I don't have to be your whole life..
But maybe I could be one of your favorite parts.