{"id":1249,"date":"2008-05-15T16:15:06","date_gmt":"2008-05-15T16:15:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=1249"},"modified":"2008-05-15T16:15:06","modified_gmt":"2008-05-15T16:15:06","slug":"singapore-side-street","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/singapore-side-street\/","title":{"rendered":"Singapore side-street"},"content":{"rendered":"

Singapore side-street<\/span>


They spray the hanging duck<\/span>
with hot water<\/span>
in this restaurant<\/span>
a converted British shop house<\/span>
no. 9<\/span>
was once an opium den<\/span>
now a whorehouse<\/span>
with a <\/span>
peking duck restaurant<\/span>
fowl between chopsticks<\/span>
what's she saying? Shit,<\/span>
I can't understand Cantonese.<\/span>

the converted British shop house<\/span>
is painted all red<\/span>
after eating the duck, a little<\/span>
beer in my system, cigarettes down the pipe<\/span>
I saunter in<\/span>
there's more Cantonese and a lot of looks<\/span>
like I'm not supposed to be there<\/span>
I hate this about the Chinese here<\/span>
they don't tell you you're embarrassing yourself<\/span>
they only look at you like you are <\/span>

I can still taste the peking duck<\/span>
a man peers over his newspaper<\/span>
hang me up and spray me<\/span>
with hot water. some older woman<\/span>
in an apron should steam me, she's now<\/span>
cutting garlic on a table with a beer ad on it.<\/span>

if I were photoshop I'd get really posterized<\/span>
maybe even go a bit cartoon or neon<\/span>
the lights would dim<\/span>
I'd be surrounded by beautiful, exotic young girl<\/span>
who want to share a bed with me.<\/span>

I walk out, silently. Anything but to get embarrassed.<\/span>

 <\/span>

\u2022 Ralph-Michael Chiaia is an experimental poet. More about him at <\/span>formonksonly.blogspot.com<\/a>
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