Every Thought Everyday

My First Caloocan Phone by Kristian Harvey Lumba Riding the bus, so happy and excited that I Would buy my first phone from Caloocan--but there why? For in San Fernando my sins would force a "Goodbye." Not knowing, them not showing, the Caloocan spy. But by my money I swore I would hold in my hands... (Little by little I saved some small change for my wants...) That in my hands I'll hold a device powerful, grand But my mind control was controlled by some expert hands Gameboy cheats--Left, top, B. Then, I couldn't understand. Cried I tears of blood for my money and for my time! Money, little did I have; but had a lot of time. Time I'd use to think of how to get back. How can I? Drooling, insane... they'll be my slaves, underdogs. And die? Dizzy, I'll stutter out curses. I'll envy their heavy purses! Dizzy, I'll totter towards them. Don't belittle the time I'd spend! Dizzy, I'll stay charming. "Hello!" The hacked ...

Right Rotation by C. Lombai Scowling, across the bright, moving screen, Involuntary twitch--pleasure green, You should be on top, there you I've seen. Four sides on a square; where have you been? You're smile will change. Right, you're beautiful. Lost goals and desires--dutiful? Can't understand; subs, unhelpful. Flower? Down, roots; up, petals artful. When you rotate, do you distort too? A flash of light and a pose will do. You capture subjects like in a zoo. Nature's upside-down; web, spider's poo. At home on your phone in the background. Vulcan shows you he's always around. Right, I love you, do I stutter proud? If I stutter, I should not be loud. Emoji, too, has one of its own. Top, the sad lips; down, the eyes are shown. On your behest, while I'm on my throne. When I go down, you serve me, I groan. There's no right rotation, now I know. Even when he's in the square, the foe? The natural way is gravity. Easy gestures, words; unhindered, free....