I am childlike
consumed by the concept
that

your new tattoos might
cover those scars I
scratched the first night

Because underneath the
lattice work of weeds
I named you mine.

So I let my talons
longer, so they might still
scrape you from farther away

But that reminds me:

I once compares our love
to    
                  lingchi.

Oh Father God, let me win millions of pesos in Philippine Lotto lottery
Let’s see how the world will treat me
If I already have lots of money
For sure even my fans in FB
Will increase surprisingly
Hear me, oh hear me, my Father God Almighty!!!...

Hearken to the Plea of the Offspring of Makati!
By Your will, the world shall see
A great enterprise rising from this country!
An enterprise that shall uplift the many
And magnify Thy mercy & glory!
An enterprise that shall rescue me
From their lynching & lingchi literally and/or figuratively
An enterprise that shall show to the many
Your glorious miracle not yet in history!
Be our hope & foundation of prosperity
Make me an instrument of a new dawn for humanity!

-06/11/2015
(Dumarao)
*My Prayer Poems for Ultimate Victory Collection

Do you want to take a sip of death?

Red lips, eyes like jewels, she asked.


A question that is not a question

The spaces she holds in my heart,


Love that curls itself inward

Hypnotized, my limbs fall apart


Lingchi —delayed death

For I am at your mercy.