A hole in my heart
The past threads through
The past’s not dead
It’s living here too
I am who I am
And I am who I was
Nothing will last
And nothing is lost
Paying for comfort
With fear and regrets
Today is a loan
That tomorrow collects
A hole in my heart
My mind looks through
I’m not alone
You’re living here too
I see you old, Your boy on your knee, Watching him grow like the orange trees. I see you climbing a mountain into a sky Blue like childish eyes, A breath against the wind, A dream that will not die, S
Who were they? They are nothing, now. What is memory? Fragments of time, name, place; Heirlooms from That strange country: 1. My grandfather (Ah Kong)'s watch, [Awarded to Datuk Kam U Tee on the occas
I had a body, in another life. I floated upwards in a cloud of morphine as He fell; His hair danced downwards like a dying leaf; His skin flaked away, crisp & white as snow; His bones were hollowed, K