Mae Sai

Men walking on power lines
like tight ropes.
Wide brown river flowing fast,
Misty mountains overlapping
against a pure blue sky.
White temple, proper 
dwellings and quaint shacks.
Two motos housed
under a dark chocolate 
teak wood gazebo in the most
perfect way.
Relief and congregation 
found at a 7-11 rest stop.
Pigs communicate with foamy mouths,
stuffed in tiny sections of a steel cage on
the back of a provincial truck.
L O V E tattooed on the fingers of
a young man smiling on the back
of a moto caked with rusty red earth.
Tropical flowers in shades of
pink, orange, red and yellow brighten up
an otherwise monochromatic looking

Thailand/Myanmar border

stretch of cement.
The majesty of thousands of trees
draws my gaze consistently.