dandy taxi

we were talking with the taxi driver
on our way from checkup. he’s a european,
mid 60’s and a tall guy. pagdi ka nakatingin
kala mo eh si james bond and driver mo.

mabitin bitin nga lang ako sa paghihintay
dahil sa typecast ko na malakas magmura mga european
“that eejit bloke”

ang saya ng kwentuhan namin lalo na
magkausap ang may edad na europeang canadian na di nagmumura
at isang matigas na dilang slang na tiga caloocan

driver: fancy here ey!
badong: yes, hey

nabanggit ko din ang paglipat namin sa bagong bahay

driver: yah ye lickat things here’n sudn’ly there’s a lot of people
badong: yah, aksheely
driver: too many indians i say … you look around’n all ye
see’re these guys nit. too congested. it’s with all these migrants and
all them dark colored migrants.
badong: uhum. yeah, brown like us hey
driver: umm … ahhh … no, no. they’re darker. way darker i say. only them indians with them dark.

paker