Saturday, April 04, 2015

NaPoWriMo 2015: Day 4


In my quest for growth
I have often sloughed you off
Like a skin, a snake skin:
A thing of loose scales and patches –
This culture, these concepts.
Yet always I am surprised
By another layer, regenerated
Without my realising:
Your ‘lahs’, your ‘tapaos’, your ‘mamaks’
Too close beneath my skin
Species Warga Malaysia
Despite repeated discards.

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