It's funny how the feeling in your chest can be intertwined with the intense feeling of passionate love and the feeling of ultimate death

i see you in the Philippines.
east of the sunrising,
colliding with my thoughts.

Taught differently to me.
yet a breath of fresh air.

How you living over there?

Not like me,
i guess,
Wondering whats it like in Manila,
Sat here in London,

Were not far in mind,
but far in land.

Not far in skin colour either.
And we probably believe in different things.

My life embargoed.

Would we trade places?
I don’t know.

This one is for Paolo,

The crystal ball see’s the future;
Cristablo.

X

One last tequila shot.
Naked on the couch,
Wrestling on the tv.
Nearly thirty.
Nearly February.
Not one resolution  lasted a day.
Dry January?
When it rains it pours.
We could blame global warming,
Or take responsibility for our wrong doings.
Content until there's no penny's left.
Cash rich,
No flinch.
Is there emotion for this?
The nothingness.
The TV won't guide me now,
Adverts in the background,
The glass sounds like a siren as it hits my gold ring,
The tequila brings a taste to my mouth that makes me feel sick..

Standard ****.