Leuk Lao
We meet on the road
But once and I cannot tell you
In the time we have:
"We are one."
"What's left, what survived, what remains
Of old dreams, old wars, old loves."
We share atomic lives:
Small, brief, unpredictable orbits,
Curious flurries of motion and smiles.
Who you become after I go,
I can only guess
Except by the photos
Of occasional touring strangers
In which I watch you grow,
While you remember an eye,
A camera, a wave goodbye.
Copyright © Bryan Thao Worra | Year Posted 2015
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