Day 91. curve balls

a pigmy on the dance floor and a snake around my neck
today's been playing strange but still I haven't finished yet

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Day 90. wake up call

call to prayer but no answer heard
save for buzzing bikes and the early bird

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Day 89. sleeping patterns

darkness follows a little light
it seems our day has flipped with night

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Day 88. Intellectual converse

man who professes to have made mice glow
cannot see the above, cannot stand the below

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Day 86. another blank

wheels keep turning and I'm finding it hard
to keep up, yet already I've come so far.

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Day 87. NZ Navy

chance meeting in a bustling pub
soon we're drinking like sailors in the bar above

Day 85. Birthday present

three hour massage and not by a pro
they can't take you the places we go

Day 84. Journey of the collective

we are all travelers going one way
where we get off creates the change

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Day 83. paying for half

punching the numbers and spending the time
most of the day we are sat inside

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Day 82. Warning bells

says unprompted man "your out of place here"
as slyly he pours me a pre opened beer

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Day 81. volunteered

pick any three cards that you'd like to choose
now stand there still while I throw at you

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Day 80. the other side

across the way tin shacks abide
while hanging lights attempt to hide

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Day 79. trials

lost in the labyrinth streets of malacca
should be easy still it's all hard yaka

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Day 78. changing colours

burnt bridges but the mind still crosses
turned vision but the eye still wonders

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Day 77. Chinatown markets

shopping for the family
handbag one, then two, then three

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Day 76. redemption

cultural diversity wins in the end
music shows love when we start to descend

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Day 75. Cheated

talk talk talk to escape the blame
hate to think they are all the same

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Day 74. KL shopping part 2

sense by every surface cornered
consume affair was short and sordid

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Day 73. KL tech shopping

from shop to shop a butterfly
comparing prices low and high

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Day 72. talk of expansion

foot massage given by the blind
owner takes all that he can find

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Day 71. Malaysian rip off

flames rise higher as I try to return
fake iPhone and I seem to be burnt

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Day 70. Wake up call

"don't be so trusting, you got lucky this time"
says Malaysian music lover as we exit his ride

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Day 69. wrong choice in transport

contemplated train, then took the bus instead
this feels like a chair, and nothing like a bed

Day 68. Ben and Yai

American acquaintance and his big brother Thai
both living from different worlds, yet in one world confined

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Day 67. lost cave

lost in the bush because the signs are all the same
got to turn back home before the dark begins it's reign

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Day 66. night markets

quant but busy markets, so much from to choose
but make selection carefully, or you'll have runny poos

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Day 65. Lyrics lost

Inspirations come and pass
When their captured, found to last

Day 64. Sloppy kiss

i don't know quite how to receive
your unco-ordinated siege

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Day 63. Sunglasses vanished

goods plucked from me on the sands in time
I stood to reason and then I found the rhyme

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Day 61. Lost paradise

the middle of Thai bush with a large disgruntled man
and nothing else to cool us but an old and rusty fan

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