Grocery Store Musical

Weird Weather

I went to bed
The sun glaring upon my head
as if understanding my difficulty
and fatigue level
after guard duty.

A clap of thunder
woke me up from my slumber
I looked around groggily
To see.

Rays of sunshine piercing through
cascading droplets of water
What a beautiful sight.
Like a hybrid of weather.
Behold a view, like no other.
If only I had a camera.

Mindless rhythms.

Waking up earlier than the sun
though neither breathing fire
nor having fun.

Pick up plates and set them straight
so that cars can go ahead
take a picture, take a look
lemme see what's under yer hood.

Join the cables, tie them neat
Black and blue makes a sticky fit
Turn on power, turn on switch
Be careful of the overflowing ditch.

Lights, camera, action!
Wait.
Just twitch that pole a fraction.

Shove your feet firmly in the ground
Dig your heels, and lean back down
Pull and grunt with all your might
Mind over matter, power over sight.

We back, they near
Shouts of encouragement in my ear
Then we slip and gone is the chance
We start doing a hopeless dance.

Going to bed when the moon rises
high in the sky
oh this wretched feeling
of muscle ache in the thigh.

dont cha

A little girl sat in front of me at a nasi lemak restaurant yesterday.
She went up to the plastic chair, and whacked it a few times before sitting on it.

And it gives me hope. that the uhm customs and traditions of the older generation will not be lost to the ages of time.

dont you think so.

who knew.

I enter your pool smoothly
having done this already so many times.
You lay down, ready for my consummation.

I start with the legs.
Long, and just nice.
Not too bony, not too fleshy.

Nom nom nom.

Gently nibbling on them,
and tasting your
wholesome sweetness.

Heavenly your taste is.
Orgasmic the experience is.

I slowly proceed upwards.
You so tender
Open. Relaxed.
Awaiting me.

The juices that pour out of you
I nearly choke
The sensations are overwhelming.

Who knew?
Frog leg porridge could taste so good.

Nay

I passed by the bus stop I travelled to
frequently a while back.
Nay.
some time back.
the times of sweet nothings.
loving caresses, palm upon palm.
Then it strikes me.
Am I like a lone wolf howling at the moon
Or a dog pining for a lost flame.
Nay.
Who then is the creature in the mirror.
Heaps of sores upon its body.
Its gender remains a mystery.
Does our inner person need sex?
it snorts and hot air steams out
and those around cough, sneeze and wheeze.

you.

I'm grateful.
Really.
To you who just yawned while looking at me.
I know my hair style is rather boomz and something uniquely Singaporean.
and short. (but army ma)
Yes you sitting directly opposite me on the train
Don't look away and pretend you didn't stare at me
stare at you cause you stared at me.
You whom just opened your mouth wide at me and gave me a great big yawn.
And I'm indebted to you.
For a split second there i considered being a dentist
If all my patients could open their mouth as wide as yours when you yawned, conducting dental operations would be so easy.
If all my patients had such dark black interiors as yours, I'll earn a fortune for my cleaning up fees.
But then I realize such dark black crevices probably has a nasty fungal smell to it too, and that really turns me off.
But I'm still indebted to you. See, I was thinking about a theme for next year's halloween party, and you just gave me the idea.
Dark and creepy.
Don't worry. You'll be invited.