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Twilight
Dawn Sun is not in sight Life brightened by unknown light Disoriented Dusk Darkness follows light Hustle honestly tonight Ditch the alibi
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Observations: Sweaty Floral Undergarments
*Bum-ba-bum pa-bum bum-ba-bum pa-bum* “Trying to get next to you… Every little thing you do…” *bum-ba-bum pa-bum bum-ba-bum pa-bum* 33°C and burning up in this heat. Sitting shirtless whilst melting onto the leather fabric on these here couches. Tearing away like scotch tape on every movement. Flamingosis’ joint “Next to You” pounds eardrums like a…
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Trusting Trust
Quietly bumbled and buzzed into sight, a finely tuned specimen possessing endless light. Swiped in the direction of the mind’s eye and happy it coincided on the other side. Restaurants, bars, tango classes and biology practice. She’s a Kataract, cascading with style, Technical and exact, making every experience worthwhile. Her jive is to be the…
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You Remind Me…
The similarities in our distinct histories are scary. The script conducting our lives seems plagiarized and this doesn’t feel like our first time. Though we reside in different continents our life experiences are of the same content. Mixed genetics label us ethnically ambiguous, we’re a pair of cultured artists with hearts of revolutionary activists. Identical…
Acceptance, dropping knowledge, drunk, Heartboken, Heartbreak, hijab, Hurt, indonesia, insecure, Jakarta, Letting go, Lost, Love, lust, Open Mic, orgasm, Peace, Poem, Poetry, pondok indah, respect, Trust, Trust issues, Vulnerable -
Not Enough Time
We met at ‘hatchi” for fun and karaoke, then created a bond after feasting Japanese curry. You laugh and fidget with your cigarette, at the illicit words that spew out my face-spigot. I’m sipping coffee and staring at you wondering, “Where the hell have Y O U been!?” Mesmerizingly long legs with hips that sway,…
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2.3 Million Rupiahs
About 2.3Mil rupiahs was added to my hotel’s bill for “damages” that I paid for, cash, in Indonesian $krillz. Compensations for room reparations of a gazillion memories worth more than those indomillions. Never have I ever felt so confident to cop a bill containing so many zeros. But in Southeast Asia one can live like…
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Performing “I’m Kiss, Drunk Me” & “One Night Cuck?”
Currently getting ready to go on holiday, will post new joints about my experiences in Southeast Asia. In the meantime, enjoy this little 1, 2 🙂
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Lusting Lust
Your hands placed on my chest,all digits spread across breasts.Feel my heartbeat skip at the sensation,of your finger’s grip causing palpitations.The emancipation proclamation,of an emotional connection. Because our past stories are wiped clean,like your internet search history.A clean slate, to make new memories without debate.Only holding on to what makes us shiver and quake,I see…
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I’m Kiss, Drunk Me
{“Ouch, don’t pull so hard”} Excuse me miss, but I’m currently a drunken mess. Dismiss the distress caused by my intoxicated grip. I’ve taken one too many sips, so please don’t be jaded at how I’m severely faded. Your every kiss is sweet like mangoes, picks me off my feet, when our lips get tangled…
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