.sunset in Basco,Batanes 001
sounds of the lizards and cicadas
under the mantle of a darkening sky
Hemipteras up on the tree branches
rhyming their songs with the night
lizards looking down the floor
clinging at the ceiling upside down
getting through the day’s chore
feeding itself they can’t ignore
the sun hides as the dark campaigns for support
the orange horizon and its imaginary part
the neon lights and all the waiting wives
have signed their signatures with agreeing eyes
the truth of days sometimes needs a rest
comforting the night of lies to be refreshed
as the dark marches on to its temporary depth
the sun is there to meet the change of date…