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KEP AND KAMPOT


row row row your boat
gently down the stream
merrily merrily merrily....

i wish there was a way to convey the experiences
of being in kep and travelling by taxi to kampot
how can i describe sitting in the front seat of a '88 toyota camry
with three adult khmer men and seven women and children
at rear as it passes around a herd of cows

i also wish it were possible for me to accurately tell you
of sleeping under a misquito net in a hillside wood floored
bungalow with both door and windows open all and every night

if only the right and proper words existed that could fill
your nose your nostrils with smells and
scents of butchered meat of coconut oil
and of sweating bodies in the day market

finally what phrase or syllable could make tears
come to your eyes as they sometimes came to mine
when child woman or man would smile
so open so honest so genuine

since i know of no way nor word let me plainly say that yes....
life is but a dream