Best Poem of A. G. Bawang

He turned the lights off
and pretended to grow deaf
at the nagging of the internal drum
His trembling hands began to stroke
the smooth ivory skin
he had been tracing in his mind
for many a sleepless nights

Two fell, cheap table frames
and the indubitable shattering of their glasses
into . . .
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The Second Noble Truth
It is a very urgent radiating itch
Somewhere at the right of my back
Reached finally by my finger’s tacks

It is the aroma of brewed coffee
And sizzling bacon in the morning-
My own faint whiff of nicotine

It is a self conspiracy suddenly becoming likely
In this tiny, dingy, sorry excuse for a . . .
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