We enter
looking for fulfillment
and friends.
We are escorted
to wait patiently,
quietly
as they process our lives;
a year of our lives.
Our surroundings:
dull, polluted;
wet, cold;
crowded, uncomfortable;
foreign.
We wait.
We're bored.
We're confused.
We're frustrated.
No one talks.
They come to escape, make money,
and immerse themselves
in China.
We still wait,
hopeful.
We want to stay,
be happy,
but we're lonely.
Should we leave?
We entered
looking for fulfillment
and friends,
and found nothing.
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
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3 comments:
The power in this lies in its simplicity (style), and in its complexity (all that is left unsaid). I liked
"We entered
looking for fulfillment
and friends,
and found nothing"
Sent me to a different realm altogether:
"to wait patiently,
quietly
as they process our lives;
a year of our lives."
Sent me to a different realm altogether:
"to wait patiently,
quietly
as they process our lives;
a year of our lives."
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