Indonesian Martabak

Feeling around dark spaces
for a temporary light
Fishing in a sea of deformed faces
a stubborn clown fish took a bite

She is my Indonesian martabak
She tastes like cardio after a protein shake
If you touch her, you KENA SAMAK
and yet I keep going back for more of her Hunger Game heartbreak

I love the way you laugh. When everyone crumples up and dies
I appreciate your indifference. To my childish attitude towards modern life

I dig my sexy shorty. Because it's hard enough finding people I'm taller than.
I'll remember you always, baby. You are my only Indonesian martabak friend.

Indonesian Martabak


© Hazim Haemoglobin 2012


Indonesian Martabak

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