Here We Go Poof

Here we go poof
(From China with love)

I remember kids in America
at the Bank of America
in their baggy pants, baseball hats,
   tee-shirts.
There was snow on the mountains
   clouds in-pressing to get over
   dust the sagebrush with snow.
For the life of me, I think
   it was their shouting which
   held back or drew the clouds.
They on their skateboards
   taking turns with trick jumps
   over the sign:
      Absolutely no
      skateboarding
       or rollerblading
As if the freakish haiku of the admin made it tru…
There was more I would say but time’s up.
You remember Tiananmen, won’t you?
They are here now.  So long.

So long Huang Qi.
The Tao that can be spoken of
   is not the Tao which is.


               Just off McCarren some November
               (and all those miles away)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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