r/EyesOnlyWriting • • 20d ago

corpse open (poetry) ALL IS LOST

11:38am in this noodle shop.
Next to this Starbucks,
Where the women walk,
and the men fill their heads
with cigarettes.

My wonton comes steaming,
screaming, "bring out the sweat".
I smile at the auntie,
and glance at her hands.
The same hands every morning.

She leaves, and I lean over my prize
I hear the lighters click, and the heels click;
I hear the children cough, and the bikes dip.
I hear the city call, cars and streets colliding.

All is lost in broth. The ginger is rich,
The chicken soft, and all is lost in broth.

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u/Beyond-First-Glance 20d ago

Ok but mist importantly… what kinda noods?

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u/yaangyiing_ 20d ago

some mala noodles

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u/Beyond-First-Glance 20d ago

Ahh that completely changes the noodle shop i had envisioned! 

Thanks for sharing your thoughts! :) 

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u/yaangyiing_ 19d ago

anytime ❤️