Spending Time in Macau

The air is sucking at my breath,
the buildings cuddle, and stretch
my eyes towards a hazy sky. The
Sun might as well be the Moon, struggling,
suffocated by the surrounding smog. Noise
clogs my ears and a sea of heat compounds
my fears – lizards scramble clumsily for shade,
they’ve no air-con to come to their aid. It’s
populated by cranes, jabbering up empty buildings
for the rich to waste their money in. A girl
is bitten, and I become smitten with her shape
in the rising Sun. Something tells me that
this place has just begun.


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