Prusisyon

Walang uhaw ang mga halimaw
sa paglamon ng mga makasalanan
upang maging hapunan. Dahan-dahan

isinisiksik sa masisikip na bunganga
sa paglamon ng mga makasalanan
hanggang masaid. Hanggang mabulunan

at manatiling nakabuka na lamang
pawisan, nakatiwangwang, balot
ng hinaing at poot, hinahablot

ang mga nakalimbiting rosaryo’t
mga balikong nagkikibit-balikat.
Walang uhaw ang mga halimaw.

Hindi maaaring gamitin ang gabi
upang maging hapunan. Dahan-dahan
ang paglamon ng oras sa pagsisisi

at pag-inda ng parusa, at pag-amin:
ginusto namin ang paghihirap.
Sa paglamon ng mga makasalanan

kinakailangang may mailuwang
dalamhati bago tuluyang mapatawad
sapagkat pauwi pa lang ang lahat.

The Law of Impenetrability

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Originally posted on The Turtle Moves:

If, as science says, no two bodies can occupy the same space at the same time, then please explain to
me why there is longing.

We can experiment around this hypothesis: If I lie beside you, then at least one of us will mistake
close for whole. Possibly both of us. We will imagine breaking ourselves down to the same subatomic
particle. We will think we have found ourselves one there. The desire to believe this occurs naturally,
compulsive as breathing—

but I know for a fact our bodies would get between. All matter is impenetrable by law. There is no
cure for lonely, no more opaque surface than our flesh, and the only site of connection that matters
is made electric in the brain, jumping between synapses to initiate chemistry.

In light of these findings, you are no more than a temporary chemical imbalance, a premature
ventricular contraction…

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Likha

Iniwan ako ng nanay ko dahil hindi ako ang bayan.
Sa ibang dalampasigan niya binaybay ang pag-iisa.
Sa mainit na buhangin ibinaon ang mga paa, sa maalat na tubig tumikim ng pag-asa.
Walang matitigan ang mga monumento kundi salamin at semento.
Salamin at sementong hindi makakaripas palayo sa titig ng monumento.
Lumuluha ng ulan, luluwas palungsod, nagbabalik-anyo.

Nicko Reginio Caluya
Carlo Mallari
24 Hulyo 2014

Room 714, University Residences North

La Niña

Nilalambing ng gasera ang gabi.
Ganito raw ang magmahal.
Sinusuyo ng apoy, nangangakong
magliliyab, magpapatuloy. Paano?
Anong paliwanag ang sasapat sa magdamag?
Kawalan. At ang pilit na pagpuno.
Nauubos ang langis, hiningang napapagal.
Sino ang nauunang lumisan?
Ang dilang numinipis? Ang aninong umiinit?
Sabay ang pag-iwas, ang pagsuko
nang lagutin ng umagang hamog
ang pag-ibig na ito.

31 Hulyo 2014

Nicko Reginio Caluya
Kat Rodriguez

Jollibee Katipunan

Tension

Thinking this intense
Hongkong horror film
instead of a Bangkok
kung-fu action drama
is not the reason
my bladder holds
all the pressure
of a fire hydrant
and the heavy baggage
sitting on my lap
pinning my legs down
making it worse:
the harsh joke
of the typhoon rain
heard outside along
with the empty bottle
of iced tea rolling
below the seats.

15-22 July 2014
Katipunan, Quezon City
[aka my goodness, I write slower now]

Rapid Express

wanting to come home
through thin lines running current:
Transit coach arrives

and I’ve yet to know
which roads to take and where
do i depart

from the raining pasts
carrying unknown seasons—
my weathered body

is asking for yours
to hold: in earnestness
as if all it is

a rusting coupler
and coach doors agape waiting
two passengers kiss

the glass door
in confusion/frustration/exhaustion
I close my eyes

remembering fog,
the day it hid you, turning
into window dew

place me where i am most
able to turn away
at the next stop

momentarily
set of doors apart, farther
farther the train sped

I made no move
to stop watching
what has already left

23-25 May 2014
with a girl who missed these exercises
and yes, I am back with more updates