Friday, August 25, 2006
852
how will one put it?
the olfactory tingling;
schoolboys, climb on,
back up, soaked in
a day's work.
these are the delights
of bukit timah;
khaki and gray flannel,
served on a platter.
spectacles hanging
precarious, by
crests and badges;
studdy bodies
melting into one,
an other-
a busload of them
meandering forests
and highways-
hair brushing by wind;
thou givest fever.
the sunlight's fading;
we are going home
to the rat race adjourned.
god only knows what we will do
now my mind's eye unhinged,
with the only thing real-
we don't go to school,
together.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 1:26 am
how will one put it?
the olfactory tingling;
schoolboys, climb on,
back up, soaked in
a day's work.
these are the delights
of bukit timah;
khaki and gray flannel,
served on a platter.
spectacles hanging
precarious, by
crests and badges;
studdy bodies
melting into one,
an other-
a busload of them
meandering forests
and highways-
hair brushing by wind;
thou givest fever.
the sunlight's fading;
we are going home
to the rat race adjourned.
god only knows what we will do
now my mind's eye unhinged,
with the only thing real-
we don't go to school,
together.
cuRRent...jer ¶ 1:26 am
