Wednesday, September 26, 2012



He could not pretend extreme unction
walking his hardwood floors--
castanets ripping tack-ka-tack-ka-tack,
pounding duende down to diminutive.

He refused the safron colored salve
offered by the provincial priest. "Tigaon" he said,
or was it "Tawi Tawi," where he met
the mahogany head on. Impacto talaga!