Blog EntryOde to my ZippoMar 14, '08 11:53 PM
for everyone
This is an ode to my lighter Zippo, who, sadly, shall be retiring soon...


Oh how I love thee
let me count the ways
and
What light through
yonder window breaks

Mere words cannot express
my fondness of you
every groove, every burnt thread on your wick
is etched
in my hands

I caress you
and it burns me
the passion I feel for you
wells up inside...
Naubusan ka nanaman ng fluid
Ok lang, marami pa naman

Your touch is warm, soothing
and with a flick of your head
Magic!

Even if you've burned
all the hairs off my hand
from too much liquid
I still love you

Even if you've outshined me
your lover
tuwing gimik
inuman
when I bring you out to perform miracles
all the girls swoon
at you
"Ang cute!"
because of your bright
orange skin
and ako hindi pinapansin
I still love you

Even if you've scarred me
probably permanently
when I placed you in my pants pocket
while you were still hot
and I was driving
and I didn't notice that the searing pain
near my crotch
was actually your way of expressing your love for me
I still love you

I care for you so much that
when you fell from my grasp
and landed
in the deep
dark
abyss of that canal
in front of Starbucks
and Shell sa The Fort
I brought up the courage to
lift with all my might
the grimy sewer cover
stick my hand in that gaping, foreboding, unsettling hole
and ever so gently lift you
out of the darkness
and into my hands
I kissed you then and said
"I'm never parting with you again... I need to wash my hands..."

But I'm sorry
my friend
my confidante
I can never forget
that day when
after a boatload buffet three cups of coffee and a heap of mashed potatoes
I went for some alone time
with you
on the throne
and as we were begining our intimate ritual
you would not light
not even for me
and I was devastated
POWTANG INA WALA AKONG PANGSINDI

You failed

And yet...
I still forgave you
I will always forgive you

So today
my friend
my dear, sweet friend

I want to thank you
for giving me the most wonderful
breathtaking
exhillirating
firey and ferocious
years of your life

I finally lay you down to rest
because today...
...today is the last day
I will ever need you

Today I quit smoking--
After I finish this last pack

My dear friend,
I shall miss you.


...


Prologue

And if I should fail
I know in my heart
and am truly grateful
that you will be there
when I shall need you again
and you won't judge me
for being weak
Aylabyu

...

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