john tiong chunghoo Poems

Kokopelli's Cave Bed and Breakfast
we ask whether the roof
leaks
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my breath cannot keep up
with my heart my feet
cannot keep up with
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i bought a CD with real sounds
of birds, insects, reptiles and animals
keeping close to every pause and unique
intonation they make so that i can practise
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i hate it when they mangle your
bubbling notes at hotel lobby
cafe, and parks when you have to
give way to the staccatos of stilettos,
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how much can a mind take up?
the whole universe
what you see and dont
all the time that has passed
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two giant hearts
between them
the one true god
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Cape Town
as drunken and lost
as ancient seafarers
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like an old well
that has served well
and still serving well
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senses have eyes
deceived by
our all seeing eyes
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