December 31, 2011
December 15, 2011
Shenzhen Port Authority
I have nothing to declare no goods,you can plainly see.
I have no duty to pay, no contraband, & no refugee.
My papers are good, my visa correct please let me on my way.
My flight is leaving soon & still an hour away.
Oh dear China imagination/customs personal,
I just thought I'd let you know, your crossing is to me, half hour in-Hell.
I have no duty to pay, no contraband, & no refugee.
My papers are good, my visa correct please let me on my way.
My flight is leaving soon & still an hour away.
Oh dear China imagination/customs personal,
I just thought I'd let you know, your crossing is to me, half hour in-Hell.
December 6, 2011
Flights of Fancy
Over the Arctic
Tundra, oh frost of many names.
How many mlies do you pile high?
Do you count your endless days?
Do you sit cold & wonder how far it is to spring?
Do your northern lights & glaciers lament, or do they sing?
Do you ever wish to move somewhere, where permafrost will thaw?
Oh' how I do hope you are, content... the beauty that you are.
How many mlies do you pile high?
Do you count your endless days?
Do you sit cold & wonder how far it is to spring?
Do your northern lights & glaciers lament, or do they sing?
Do you ever wish to move somewhere, where permafrost will thaw?
Oh' how I do hope you are, content... the beauty that you are.
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