john tiong chunghoo

(Jan 21,1960 / NEW YORK)

Me


oh god, what a work
this motor i reckoned to be me
is in fact your gadgets
to chain the devil
and shunted to a corner

i am asked to save my own soul
well, pray i will
below your buttock
above the devil's horns

Submitted: Saturday, October 08, 2005
Edited: Wednesday, October 31, 2007
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