Suvarnabhumi airport, early morning after
a nine hour flight from Brisbane – legs
ashamed with cramp and nowhere that
seems familiar. It is here again we grasp
essential differences – you will progress
with surety to a point of immediate
departure while I will have scarcely arrived.
In moments we are set on a path to less
than savoury conclusions – twenty hours
you say, we can do Bangkok markets and
still get back to rest this afternoon. The
jewells are already sparkling.
My mind is a continent away.
©29 August 2007, I.D. Carswell
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