Lawdenmarc Decamora, “Tabs

Tabs

Lawdenmarc Decamora

For in this jeepney ride to Lamantia Road the fractal silences of passengers swirl, habitués themselves in this Plasticine communal pleasure, dirt by eddying dirt they spare their faces that titillate with talc, even their breath hyphenated as the fierce dark exhaust fumes divide in clueless declension, and when I peruse a book in the biting heat their feldspar heads hallucinate with palm-ready tablets, tablets, tablets: Tabs dissolve on human tongues, tranquilize into trending pleased to meet you Candy Crush trials, Elliott Smith 2:45 AM— these painless worth thanking summer. Begin summer haze Summer haze begins

this rattle of art, exits and transits the smell of thermal souvenirs overhead dream and Coke and butterfly wings in a secondhand fizz—all’s a headfoam!