when all else fails

phuket 1989

close your eyes and go forward
crawling out of darkness
or into a beginning sunset

a prison falls
on orange & red
indian ocean andaman sea
(before the tsunami)
broke the ruler’s rules
started a wave
and without so much as embarrassment
placed the farang
upon his alter ego
sifting thru the trinkets
of silver & rubies (smuggled from burma)
the mist off the sea
heated
did not cool
the broken expats
with their cocks in their hand
lumbering thru curry back alleys

and every brown eye
in the marketplace
sized & dismissed
those intentional motives
looking only at the magic
from the water

--- e b bortz