hong kong max

wandering, the hoards descend
separate, apart, synchronized
together, independent, on a trail

travelling, gangs, congregated
in another place,
its heart replaced

this could be anywhere,
only, the backdrop has changed
yet it is here, and locals
costumed in hats
sell trinkets in handbags

it, nowhere, this is the global
a visitor’s world
of which nothing is real
for all that is carried with
in the baggage

august 14, 2008
dali, yunnan