Wednesday, March 12, 2008

A POEM - UP IN THE HIGHLANDS

UP IN THE HIGHLANDS
Up there in the Cameron Highlands,
I had this thought:
“shit, I could stay here a while.”
In the mornings,
I’d go for a hike through the jungle,
Or up and around the tea plantations.
Come back in the afternoon,
Eat a big plate of Indian food
As a late lunch.
Samosas, pakoras, fritters, mint sauce,
Raita, some a kind of sweet fried dough.
Then I’d hit the keys,
On and off,
For hours at a time.
In the evening there would be a movie played
In the comfortable but cold common area,
And then late at night,
I’d go for another plate of Indian food,
And hit the sack.
It was such an easy way to go about it,
And all it cost me was about ten bucks a day.
“so,” I figured, “maybe I will stay here a while.”

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