(after watching Isao Takahata's Grave of Fireflies for the 10th time)

as bombs hum their lullaby-

you are there, in the dark,


sucking on marbles like

sakuma drops,

your eyes sunken not with

hunger but with longing.

above a hill, Seita catches

his breath wondering if you're safe,

as bombs hum their lullaby.

1 comment:

jj said...

abao... miyazaki fan ka naman gali! hahahaha good good