Alone she puffs
uncertain future
alone she puffs
smoke covers her face
trails the night air
she hides behind
each night under
an inch of powder
lips coloured like roses
the night aids
accompanies
her cameleon existence
satisfying loners
groping in beds
that witness sea and sea
of swirling passion
shuttling between
excited real and
make-believe passions
to satiate musculine wants
wave and wave of
lascivious acts
escalated by teutonic desires
that always end in earthshaking explosions
that rattle the senses
the musty sweaty smell
of bedsheets
so familiar now
feel like home covers
a night away from them
she feels a page
of her favourite book unread
slowly she learns to fit
the regular
into the irregular
to pick up the pieces
when she falls
what mom told her long ago
the smoke envelopes her face
before trailing off into the glittering sky
alone she puffs waiting for the next loner
carrying a dream to straighten up her tangled life
in her own tangled ways
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poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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