A Wasp's Life

In every flicker

in every puff

we wash off the wasps

writhing in agony.

revulsing like epileptics

droning the air

heavily heaving

of every hollowed heart

in Calapan,

you took my hand

even though it may sting.

You say, I am a wasp, too

in death

you linger

in life

you attack

I don’t care

I don’t give a damn

you are not territorial

you are much worse

than your heroic bite.

You believed,

I am like you,

A wasp.

molten black

hot iron like lava

your stings

are like songs

that goes on forever.