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modes of transport

these nights we leave both our spirits and bodies behind. we shake ourselves into bottles just so we can try and break free again.

what's your mode of transport? mine is the sun. when it rises dripping from the sea when it falls like honey on the trees when it swallows up clouds my soul moves with it.

you try to free me from my chains but i like them right where they are, around my wrists. it's a fashion statement. the word is 'despair'.

what's your mode of transport? mine is you. when you lift your eyes when you look straight ahead when you try to speak my heart moves with you.


where do we go now?

By Shazanah Hassan


QLRS Vol. 3 No. 1 Oct 2003

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  Other Poems in this Issue

On Silence
By Mark Pirie.

Rimutakas
By Mark Pirie.

Mouth Piece
By W.B. Keckler.

Here Russia spreads her legs like the body compass of a prima ballerina
By Ronny Someck.

Return to Kuantan
By Oswald LeWinter.

Planting Mines
By Thow Xin Wei.

The All-Night Attendant at the Foreign Experts' Compound
By Charles Lowe.

 

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