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by: jojunanax "STI Tagb, Vestige Literary"
A drizzling afternoon
fifteenth of August
in a pink house
between a cockpit and a chapel
the scene..
five boys on a drinking spree.
three longnecks laid empty
and two seniors of the same
kind
drew first blood on Mr. president.
the shortest of them
displayed an array of exemplary
alcohol-inspired talents
which keep the guy in Ilonggo
accent in smiles
could it be that he's entertained
or the reply message from Ms.JB?
neither.
The other two discussed on the
latter's heart problem
as the one with the boyish face
is on tears.
then those five weary souls
agreed
to smash their cell phones
on a nearby tree-
LCD's broken, batteries and casing
scattered meters away
keypads on mud.
drew first blood on Mr. president.
the shortest of them
displayed an array of exemplary
alcohol-inspired talents
which keep the guy in Ilonggo
accent in smiles
could it be that he's entertained
or the reply message from Ms.JB?
neither.
The other two discussed on the
latter's heart problem
as the one with the boyish face
is on tears.
then those five weary souls
agreed
to smash their cell phones
on a nearby tree-
LCD's broken, batteries and casing
scattered meters away
keypads on mud.
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