CY@CY Says Welcome to my dreamscape. Where a Lim is also a Ling.

In the drifting snow I shivered on my way home But not my real home.

The temperature dropped Radiator malfunctioning I longed for summer.

Hot spell lingers on The scent of rotting durians Lying in the drain.

Emptiness hits him Alone in his bungalow Silence is his friend.

Scorchingly hot day Sweat rivulets on my brow Stinging my poor eyes.

Go to the window Give your tired eyes a rest from smartphone viewing.

The baby’s loud cries Pierce the silence of the night A mother’s nightmare.

Stock exuberance Even the taxi driver can give great tips.

The candle flickers Life springs into the shadow Dancing in the dark

Life in Hailfax Eight of us squeezed inside a two-room apartment.