i am cordelia to my mother's queen lear
so there are gaps in our phone calls
and my nightmares she wont know of
comfort-words from this daughter she doesn't hear
but i grin a silly grin for tonight's 7-minute conversation
i so dreaded the thought of her operation
i thank the universe, she's back home and safe
in september or november ill be on that plane
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i am sad for the waiters in restaurants
asking my sister's assistance in their SSS loans
Suzy who cannot bear to see me hungry and broke
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i spend 6 days a week in the office
but somehow i am able to watch beautiful movies
like eternal sunshine...and my boss shares with me
a cadbury chocolate in the rain
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the merienda breaks with co-workers
our time to turn angsts into laughter
if only one's nephew
is not accused of murder
and while some of us exclaim
"it's been so long since our last date!"
another has to be strong
stand by her husband accused of rape
i am missing you and i laugh at myself
we've drifted apart yet i am in so deep
but it's her broken heart, crazy wondering,
"did he do it?" that makes me weep.

(photo by Pansy)

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