Monday, February 03, 2025

A POEM (sort of)


Once
the internet died in Yangon
"save to survive" it hummed
harsh verses for Vientiane

Twice 
partners spent and tell
a line spoken and heard
KL and Jakarta acceded 

Thrice
poked, probed, crossed
eager Melbourne reformed
civil and secured as a Sequoia

Frice
square as a Lenovo ThinkPad
boxy like the bike from Manila
that's me safely programmed

-o0o-

Rides and vice rhyme
like peddlers and bakers, servers and menders
remittances and riddances
debits for a hermit


not cantaloupes, groundnuts, or a fritata  
nor handy men beating the clock
but routine meetings gone sour...

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