Claustrophobia
Clever words fly in quaint echoes,
Live in that spot with buzz and moan;
Aim for a high that grows and grows,
Urge for a plot when play sifts groans;
See surreal themes mock salient fact,
Touch feels so sore in vivid light;
Ride that strange dream that hides harsh tact,
Offer faint core in twinkling sight;
Preach if you must in hue and cry,
Hurl that bold flair that comes and goes;
Opt for a trust in profound sigh,
Be beyond airs in touchy show;
Instant the pitch of confused walk,
Attest to glitch where power talks.
Leon Enriquez
01 September 2015
Singapore
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