i was supposed to be cleaning tombs instead of walking through the sleaze of Nana
i am supposed to be feeding hungry ghosts instead of being laughed at by a squashed jack-o-lantern
i should have been enjoying home in Bacal 2 instead of being in Ploenchit for table discussions and workshops
so i searched in the edges of Soi 4 for beer and peace, and walked to the railroad tracks in Sukhumvit for food
i am glad that San Miguel has made it to the world's beer parade although Chang is my lager in Bangkok
i took the train to Ratchaprarop, ate fried pork for lunch, and almost had a duck dinner in Prachak
every night, i passed makeshift cafes where zombies from Nana Plaza become alive for a while
boy, am i glad to be home and drunk on Saturday, and enjoy the ride to Maangol on Sunday
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