Bfm :: A Sunday Kinda Love

 Hollow. The echoes of disillusionment. Are we expressed or repressed? Disparate readings and a killer playlist set the tone for a moody Sunday.  Acknowledgements: Puteri Eleni - The Malaysian Poets Society, Afiq Shahril, Tasha Lim, Marissa T. Original texts and playlist below: The Vape Escape  by Marissa T. - Petaling Jaya Eyes glow from narrowed slits Vapour escapes, sidestreaming from lips Hungry for something more We feed, feed, feed We're scrolling, we're trolling Craving more than before Fill Fill Fill We're empty inside Smoke, search, shop, preen Grab, stuff, shovel it in,  We're addicted Stuck on the middle plane Knee deep in debt Always waiting for something better Waiting for that lift off That payoff Next week, next month, next year Next time maybe But it never comes This Box by Marissa T. - Petaling Jaya This box Four walls Cracks: gaps in the wood Light; shimmer-shiny, sharpshooting Forcing their way in Making shadows on s