Singapore
By neilmc
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Singapore by Neil McCall
Hotel And Park
From the fifteenth floor
I carve the city like a wedding cake -
tiers of sugared towers
riven by six-lane intersections -
and shade just one slice green.
I place a gleeful girl
ponytail swinging as she throws the frisbee
beyond the outstretched arm of her lover.
Noodle Bar
Something, somewhere died to feed me today
but as it is nothing I recognise
I can eat with a clear conscience.
Out And About
The thunderstorm struck early, and I was miles from the bus
so now I squelch myself between nuns and schoolgirls
and track each sodden stop through streaming windows.
"Everything is civilised here,
but everything quickly rots."
In Changi jail, a man is waiting to be hanged;
everyone is civilised here,
but everyone quickly rots.
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