Everyone is a Lonely City

Anorexic Model

Buying bottled water;

Ten bucks for organic corn;

Trapped in apartments of dust and neglect,

filling up our lives with more stuff

from the magazines;

girls starving themselves senseless to look

like that model

on whatever cover page.

© Alicia Khoo

NaPoWriMo Day 24

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My ex-wife wasn’t supposed to get this text

i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden The dawn i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden

never disappoints, never abandons, it is constant on our world of changing minds.

i was prepared to die a lonely man. still am. then i realize i wake to a constant companion, that something will be with me till the end of time. not marriage not children nor a house. something constant and eternal. i’m done chasing dreams and making plans, all has lost color and appetite, even you and what i could have with you, it is too late for games and playing life. i am invisible to you, and i will run even when i am next to you. I’m i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose gardeni went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden i went to duty free and tested all the perfumes, now i smell like a damn rose garden

just chasing time again. i will walk alone, and my journey began at the end of hope.

Alicia Khoo

Titled: My ex-wife wasn’t supposed to get this text

Experimental Concrete Poem

Written at London Heathrow Airport, 2012