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Ilog Pasig

What is it that makes you sad?
May I ask you what tickles your fancy?
I look out of the jeepney window
and look at
your body,
how your hands- so long and withered
reach long forward.
your tears have dried up and took the form of rubbish.
what have they done to you?

I look at you outside the jeepney window
and the moon shines on your surface.

Melancholic wonder.

-this is for a friend of mine who doesn't like to smile too much. smilesmilesmile!!!