A Weird Asian Man
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I had a dream- I was in an old Chinese place,
a restaurant and the waiter had a wrinkled face;
he was Asian and he looked upset so I looked away.
Outside the windows everything looked drab and gray,
when I looked back Asian man was gone without a trace;
I went to the cash and he popped up so I could pay.
I asked him for directions to a hotel close by,
for the night- but I have no idea why;
he wrote some scribbles on a paper and disappeared.
I would have been scared but this was just a dream weird,
stepping outside the moon was high in the sky;
I looked at the guide of directions and feared . . .
that I would never find my destination tonight,
wait- why do I need a hotel when I have a bed, right;
and this is just a strange of dream of asking for direction.
So confused- I need to wake and do some reflection,
then, I am awake in my bed holding a paper of white;
"right for heaven, left for hell"- written in English perfection.
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July 15, 2018
Poetry/Rhyme/A Weird Asian Man
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