POEM: Jakarta, Work, Maybe

Narrow rough asphalt grey
Fences and walls defend snatches of privacy
The ting ting ting of meat ball sellers
The cacophony enemy of ears from the three wheeler
Dryness, then dark downpour
Outside rapacious streets gobbling time, time, time
The whirr of a fan
Humm of a laptop
Work, maybe

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