Tag: Singapore

the green parrot calls and we play a game of hide and seek amongst autumn leaves

the closeness of the moist soil against flesh how alike we are

a haze of strangeness lingers in the mind’s eye a mental cataract perhaps

listen and the river will speak its name now say it back

walks along the river gold an old god with a cloud of smoke for a face

disturbed by the harsh morning light river crows wail and scream

camera aimed at the cloudless sky waiting for a piece of soft

at the back of the bus in the shadow of the sun incognito i be

pompous clouds parading their curves this warm evening

i asked for coffee not morphine and that was how autumn began