Trapiko Singko
Anglerfish antlers floated under an
Overpass between Pasig and Manila,
The whisk of wind crumbling hair-strands
Upon fairies hitchhiked on my cheeks.
Ogre-green beams cast strangers in
Sleep-spell, woke baby cries amidst
The violet mist of moon-sun,
the hive-mind dream of home.
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