I exist in this dark depressed night
Swallowed in the belly of this glutton clown
In the pits of his swollen lazy legs
Between the crevices of his fat gelatinous neck
I insignificantly exist in his insignificant existence
Arms outstretched as I grasp for freedom
His stench seeps deep into my very core
Until my existence surrenders and burst into woes.
Once upon 1985
- Niño G. Valencia
- Caloocan, NCR, Philippines
- a freelance film, tvc, and events production staff who lives in Camarin, from the far northern side of Caloocan-- where everything is fresh, green and distant. Still undecided about life, he consumes 18 hours per day in the net, if not running for 40 minutes on the treadmill, or just plain shuffling his mp3. Always on a backpack, he travels from city to city just to attend meetings, run errands, shoot for films, or to see his crush. Suffering from premature quarter-life crisis, he plans to finally register himself as a voter for the 2010 election.
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