I cast safety over the quadrangle. And
flash away light to assist watchmen
in crippling inmates from going out.
I scan every nook and cranny, sweep
the horizon to extinguish the dark
that solicits blueprint for an escape.
Every night, I elongate my leg.
But I cannot stretch it far enough.
I have not kicked a barbwire yet.
(Appeared in Philippine Panorama, August 28, 2005, Page 19)
Friday, January 23, 2009
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