To my voice, the ghost of the ages,
penetrate her story of forgotten unspoken history.
Peter’s keys on a chain, for heaven sake, which opens which gate again?
Marcy, what, ano anak. Mary, link, bring him back.
Inday, nanay, indigo indie go-go-mobile.
Native birth tale of Demeter, demi trio half the trinity.
Bullbar at the helm of this moving prison cell.
Gemini two faces off the flank attack.
FM – Friday Morning. The first of 4 parts
Composed 8th March 2019. Turns out it was/is women’s day. Pretty cool timing.
Categories: Creative Writing