I ran around and around
in circles until the circles
ran away from me.
Filthy traitors!
Through my telescope
I see them a mile away,
arm in arm, still running
around me:
a three-mile circumference
with me as their chosen center.
They burn a path
with their Mercurian feet.
From the sky you'd think
it's an earthbound halo
they set aflame,
when it's really a bullseye.
Now I slump, dazed
on the ground, an easy target,
within the giant bullseye for God
to shoot a giant arrow.
Or debris
from the Tower of Babylon.
Or the moon.
Oh He who has given me life
has all the right
to take away the same!
But if He ever shoots me,
with my remaining strength
I'll stand up, unzip my pants,
and Him I'll moon.
Karlo Sevilla of Quezon City, Philippines is the author of the full-length poetry collection “Metro Manila Mammal” (Soma Publishing, 2018) and the zine “Outsourced!...” (Revolt Magazine, 2017). His poems appear or are forthcoming in Philippines Graphic, DIAGRAM, Small Orange, Radius, Ariel Chart, NĪNSHAR Arts, querencia, and elsewhere. He tweets at @KarloSevilla2