and i sat by the bench
in pyjamas
in front of a closed
sari-sari store
by the dusty road
no moon, few stars
in my direct horizon
dim, with one post light
and the occasional
bright car lights
of automobile-passers-by
riders in motorbikes
some with helmets
most have not
one, two, three cars
and then there were
flashes of lighting
somewhere, in the distance
i willed myself to sit still
no soul around
air is almost nil
suddenly a shooting star
no, a falling star
dimished in mid air,
in the nearby school grounds
no wishes came
things done and gone
cannot be undone
the wish of undoing
cannot be granted
no way
i stirred.
mirages formed
in my wet eyes
my sinuses throbbing
clogged, in pain.
i stood up and
walked the unlit
alley back home.
5.18.2012
