Disconnected

Back when I was working in a call center
They told me
To empathize with irate customers
Having problems with their internet connectivity
And I said, “Sure, no problem,”
Because I live in the Philippines
Where other countries’ slowest internet connection
Is already our fastest, top-of-the-tier monthly subscription
And so today this already sad condition
Has chosen to magnify itself into biblical proportions
Turning Summoner’s Rift
Into a world of sliding champions
With never-landing skills and immortal minions
And by then your teammates are already plotting to report you
Thinking you’re afk as all your means of communication has also betrayed you
Such a lovely day
For a dose of brutal gamer rage

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez

7. Summer

You must be a long way from home
When the season you’re dying for
Becomes a stranger who’ll kill you
Beware the ruthless summer of urban Cebu.
When the city becomes a boiling plague
Every day is the dirtiest, blandest sizzling plate
A meal of hot dust and more concrete
No wonder the beaches are your only reprieve
That desperation for nature and a balance between suntan and breeze
Too bad you no longer have any vacation leave.

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez

6. A Taste of Exile

Would you sacrifice a comfortable life
For the sake of freedom
When even your thoughts
Are not welcome
A heart can only break so much
In a family designed
As a fascist regime
Disguised as a utopian dream
Not at all villains
Simply victims of such politics
Inherited from generations of practice
When can they learn to open their mind
To the woman I have become
When differences are labeled as rebellion
When will I be brave enough
To simply drop all arms
And take all their bullets
Maybe then
They’ll understand.

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez

5. A Heart Full of Flies

Should you always offer your heart last
When love in your case is trauma
A keen adventure in pain
As old as treachery
Humanity’s bane
But only when
It becomes
Welcome
You’ll find
Yourself
Again
Alive.

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez

4. We’re All Suckers for Publicity

We are a masochistic bunch
For placing all our faith in just one side of the case
Maybe you didn’t notice
How funny this has molded our fate.
Our purpose became feeding
An endless pride-fueled war machine
Didn’t we forget it takes two to tango
In a misunderstood dispute between a father and his son
Only when this son became an exile
We also found in him a scapegoat for our crimes
And if all of these are mankind’s invention
Then we’ve just made the greatest puppet civilization.
We are a gullible bunch
For placing all our faith in just one side of the case
Maybe you didn’t notice
It’s all gritty showbiz.

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez

3. Medea’s Cauldron

So to your horror you just turned a year older
And you realize your crow’s feet are permanent.
So you call your doctor to renew life
Stop time through the power of the knife.

But is it how they market the face of the young
That makes you crave for Medea’s cauldron
Or is it because it reminds you of
Everyone’s inevitable kiss with the Keres or Thanatos?

Is it the ultimate denial of nearing the greatest discovery
If the concepts of gods and the afterlife are merely mankind’s fantasies
Pep talk to find purpose in an otherwise absurd reality
If that’s the case, will you ever be ready?

But if indeed there’s nothing to look forward to in death
Why not die in the most beautiful form you can possess?

© 2015 Vivien Marie Lopez