Kit Kelen #69 - Fog Crossing to Hong Kong

69
fog crossing
Macao – Tuen Mun
iii.16

umpteenth
but first in quite a while

it seems so long
as if we were dreamt

the bridge here and there
as if the future were too coy to come right out and be

islands are out there
dredges drift by

so much steel and cement
and nothing certain

those running the service are themselves amazed
it's as if in Macao no one really believes Tuen Mun will be there

the screen shows we're in France
or a church somewhere

or how a seatbelt is fastened
between the beaming duty free offers

we're told we've brought too many cigarettes
we are admonished for a bottle of brandy

golf clubs, shoes, watches and handbags
caviar connoisseurship

a man with great moustaches
another century in this

pearls and lace
so much zeitgeist evidence

pictures of planes
lifting off from the sea

our future's never been so concrete
or unconvincing

this is the loser's boat going home
the one that's given up its cash
where hope must spring eternal
we're made to seem improbable

nobody believes, not a bit
it's all just blowing water (as the locals say)

blowing
across

crossing so long
it's as if we were dreamt

must be siesta
time for me

so many fish and salt
so much water

plastic in archipelagos
and smaller than the eye can see

where money is king
equal of all

we'll never measure
the oneness of the sea

a roar of engines
bears me on