in jakarta

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trying to escape her grasp

she is confused and confusing

riddled with contradictions

like hijabs and low riders

like uncle toms and kite flyers

like kufis and cigarettes

like corporate temples and minarets

she amazes me

a bowl of fascination

a circus for the senses

a paradise for the senseless

applying makeup in the prayer line

pink dye stains linger at the hairline

like nasi goreng and fried chicken

like ritz carlton and village women

like louis vitton and baby slings

like gold statues and plastic rings

she is confused and confusing

amused and amusing

not pleased nor pleasing

but rather teased and teasing

she is a bowl of fascination

she is as wild as imagination

she is warm yet cold

she is new yet old

she loves to be loved

but i cannot love her whole

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