in the corner, by the hill by puteri inarah

Walking up the hill of tar

Each step took us closer to the clouds

Turn the corner, into a green abyss

Dense foliage sealed the gateway

Our eyes could only go so far

Afraid one touch would pollute the pristine

Suns set and waters fall

Arms above our heads, we stretched to reach

The fluffy pillows that slept up high

Gazes set firm on the ground

Numbers flip its own pages

In this world of grey and brown

Driving up the hill of tar

Dents unchanged that I avoid just the same

Turn the corner, a black edifice

Stark and direct, you arrived unnoticed

Too obvious but still I missed you

I can’t seem to recall the last time I looked

Caw at what once was, it can no longer be found

Step into the fortress for a dose of mortality

Green needles poke from concrete melds

As relief finds my breath

If I walk a bit further, behind and through

I can still see the sun set