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Victory Liner terminal in Pasay City
By Marne Kilates

Between inhale and exhale
Between exhale and expire

Is the instinct of our being
The instant of our becoming.

It is the pause to kill or regain
Time: It is the future present.

Between the orbit and the obituary
The nebulae and the whirling

Galaxy, the lightyear and the blink:
We put chaos in order.

We sit on a piece of luggage
In bus station or park bench

In the eternal interlude between
Departures and destinations―

Between goodbye and greeting
Between exile and homecoming:

The peace and turmoil of waiting.

We scan the intent or averted
Faces in bus windows

At the turning of the carousel
The turnstile and revolving doors

It is the cancelled flight or postponement

At the down escalator
Between terminal and junction

We anticipate the flash of
Recognition or regret the blind stare.

Oh, waiting is neither fate nor
Faith: It is the bated breath, the sigh

Of exhilaration. It is the all and
In-between that keeps us hanging

9 June 2019; rev. 11 October 2021, 10 August 2022

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