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)

#horrorprompt #charred #folklore #santigwar #bicol #poem #poetrycommunity