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My eyes open
and suddenly
the smell of vomit
intensifies.
'What have you been doing all night?'
I ask her,
pinching my nose
and sitting up.
Sunlight
streams in
through the curtainless window
with a familiar intensity.
It's Singapore after all.
The nurses
are sitting
where I last saw them.
The plain one smiles.
Good morning, Fifi.
Tammie is leaning against my bed,
her head balanced
on top of her hands.
It's inconvenient
having the bathroom
downstairs,
having the stairs
in a winding spiral,
having to wear
disposable underwear.
I watch Tammie
wash herself up
but even after,
the stench of vomit
clings to her.
Moonlight Sonata plays again
and the ritual
from the night before
repeats over again.
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