I forced unfocused eyes
On Hibok Hibok twins
Trying to outdo each other
Undulating, swaying, heaving
On both sides of a deep cleavage
Descending in a now-you-see-it
Now-you-don't
Bushy purple-tinted hair
Staring though unseeing
Missing but not caring the
Subtle art of strip dancing
What price loneliness?
In my book, RUSTLE OF BAMBOO LEAVES
but originally published in Heritage magazine, June 1988.
