Di ko kayang gawin ang ginagawa mo, spat a naive.
No, I said: subukan mo lang, magbabad ka rito nang
sampung buwan, sa kalbaryo ng aming Palasyo. Just
eat it all up, lahat ng panlalait ng Reyna ng tahanan
sa pamamagitan ng mayaman niyang synecdoches,
alliterative rhymes, onomatopoeic mimicry of your
character by sheer imagism. Di siya nakasagot. The
bats of his mind fluttered their wings like the wang-
wang roofs of ambulances, police cars, private cars
with privileged cards and licenses. Is their number
overwhelming the numerous shiver of our bones in
the cold? May magagawa ba ang mga walang laban,
intelehensiyang walang makikinig, puro saliva lang?
Ang pagkasuklam ng nasusuklam ay rabid bite, wet.
Tahimik na buwan, tanging talukbong, warm blanket.
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