john tiong chunghoo Poems

do we ever die?
the planets and suns
were all once - living beings
they found an alternative way
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between the bushes
the twin towers
fall
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in my hands an ugly boy
turn into a smart boy
dream in the city of dream - macao
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God of Games
who rides on chariots,
carriages and horses
that roar like thunder and
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man next table is waiting
for wife to be back from whoring
my filipino friend tells me
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3,000 pairs
but not one
did i get to see
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Moab Music Festival
the music reverberates too
in the valleys of our heart
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last horse
echo of hooves
in the alleyways
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