Heart Soul Body by Ang Ming Wei
Anatomy: Bishan Park
my spine rises like a bridge
over the bishan canyon,
swallows ronald mcdonald.
my empty stomach is the expanse of this park.
a rush through parallel veins, all out
pumping hydraulic drugs through the city
heartland. my heart is a train depot;
yours is a stray cat's midnight parkour.
ride my blood to the ends of your dreams:
sucked up by this vacuum of an island,
then expelled like a vagrant animal's piss
across a solitary lamppost — nights when we park-tor,
marking your territory upon my hardened skin.
a plant grows alone,
vertically like flats, as if
trellised by daylight
wedding photo like
a net, thrown to trawl coldest,
a lonely girl drinks
from the refreshing stream of
her saltwater tears
a followspot carves
the meaning of loneliness
from pitch black fabric
finds its home somewhere between
towers of Babel
single drop of my
spirit wandering the desert
of his naked skin
most important is the fact we are all
guilty. second most important is the way
we conduct ourselves. uphold the value of
furtiveness. hide behind the safety
of bulletproof abs. use your body
as a crash test dummy, that your soul
may be spared the damage.
crack the cipher of my moans, stuttered
like a guttural morse-code: rough, rough, rough,
slow, slow, slow, rough, rough,
rough. third most important – never use anything
but the code: friends. seek. fun. chill.
open. npnc. straight. acting.
mates. bf. love. discreet.
Ang Ming Wei is a currently a full-time national serviceman. He writes poetry, sometimes takes photographs and, very occasionally, pens short stories. He studied in Temasek Junior College, and owes his growth as a writer and poet largely to A-level literature (the subject he hated most). His microfiction Dear Diary won Special Mention in the 55-word story competition held by All-In Young Writer’s Media Festival in 2014. He was one of the winners for the 2015 Love In Life Singapore poetry competition.