Platoon Leader

@hushpups with baby elea

-billymac (crunching bones)

Triumphs Over and Over Again

descant - the ears dread for it to stop
like the the syncing of the intertwines
where it craves to go on, a little bit more
encompassing bliss, as if it can be forever


anticipation - the mind wished to halt it
as the bearer of light, it somehow tires
melting like a candle, flickering
then it goes black, as if darkness is for real


poetry - it tickles, it's arresting
a smile imprinted, upon deciphering
the meaning of the written piece
mystery undone, as if thy can relate


grace - developed upon the conception
of sin
a neverwhere, a pointless origin
the harbinger of hope
no matter what, as if the end is near.



-billymac (contact me if you got this right)

Love letters for Eleanor

Baby Elea...

You're the one

I shall treasure

Until the end

When the last breath

Of mine

Shall be done 

-Mac 

Of Gifts from Eleanor

Thanks is all I've got

Smiles I can re flash

You're such an awesome giver

Of ur untiring care

I love thee, forever

Gadgets

Tilt 

Your 

Screen

And read the quote 

From McDonalds.

(Lifted from a midnight snack with KADIWA pamunuan)