Tuesday, April 19, 2022

the road to phuket

came out of a rainforest
the sky heavy in monsoon
the rubber trees bending
like old bodies often do
there's a cart full of precious stones
where value is an illusion
that will find themselves
at the marketplace
in time for morning barter
every farang thinks the beach is calm
the tides know better
the equator does not negotiate
it will burn deep
below your breastbone

--- e b bortz 

No comments: