Faculty Development

And when one faculty is developed,
what happens to the rest? Do they whither
 
and crack like dry hay, turn into tumble-
weeds, quietly roll in the wind, cross paths
 
with ghosts of cowboys killed in shoot-outs or
accidentally hit in militant
 
merrymaking, when random folk shoot their
guns in the air as if bullets don’t fall
 
fast and fatally upon reveling
heads? Do they turn sour like pansit, left
 
too long out on the buffet table, then
taken to work the next day, egg noodles
 
mushy and stinky with yesterday’s un-
fulfilled wish?
 
          Or do they simply take off?