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Sanambin road goes to the airport Occasionally closed for a motorcade of minor relations of Royals
Reviewing, visiting Buddhas, adorned with

The obvious anonymity allows one to wander, unhindered by conversations about homes, jobs and places to go Nowhere to be

To write a letter Directed towards a conductor Sequestered awaiting diagnosis In a hi-fi bungalow His son flies so close

Beds are cantilevered Crisped sheets whisked Into place at our whim The attendant nods I burn a small lamp Glints

Saffron robes And a suitcase full Of cigarettes Eating past dark We trade a blue-spotted orange For bag of salted

Tea in tiny cups Hardwood porch, Chiang Mai 4 AM Shivers with thunders and rain ## from Towns and Trains,

Neural pathways exploding With potential energy Cataclysm yet to happen Described by chemistry Its clear my brain Wasnt quite connected

From the tribes to Pistol-lock Safety switched to off Rails change gauges Locomotive rusts behind a fence The Oiler crouches

Inventory: Folding tray with snacks: dried mangoes, cashews, chewing gum, this very notebook, cork covered sardine can camera with expired

Railroads for the sinews To connect the culture loosely Rust gives way to polish Simply by rolling along Carriages painted

Lavender please save me From the poison i’ve inhaled Before finds a way to my heart strings Or blinds my

Repainting a sign to Lamphum Scraping first, flakes land on bricks Paint won’t stick in the rain ## from Towns

Tom Waits warbles low This train isn’t downtown bound I know the city but not the name ## from Towns

This train was made in Japan In the middle of last century Last night’s was Chinese livery Rolling past Siam’s

Observed: hemp, cultivated and railside, in splendid green adundance ## from Towns and Trains, Sudden poems 2016-2018