Bonḡan
Laid down after a long day, so tired.
No dreams no guide no wishes true—
And yet, the charred remains of what we tried
Creep from my subconscious; your Blue
Tormented me again, it yells inside
My skull—grasping, clawing, tearing
Me apart. I gasped and tried to bide
My time, with pills, talking, help, Bearing
The burned corpse of our past, it hurts—
Tormented me all my life, a santiguar
Can't stop your corpse from crawling
To the forefront of my mind...
Please stop..
*Santigwar is a folk healing technique in the Bicol Region where a healer prays on a porcelain plate anointed with oil and then whisks a candle on it to apply soot on the plate’s surface. The patterns formed from this are then interpreted as supernatural beings that are causing the illness to the patient.
Bonḡan-
Demonic dwarves and malignant spirits of the early Bicolanos.
(source: Diccionario Mitologico de Filipinas)
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