We’re speed dating South-East Asia
aboard a cruise ship with 3,000 other people.
In the Reading Room, the map I need
has been ripped out of The
Atlas,
so I read something else.
People flow-in flow-out all morning.
One individual stays long enough
to open The Atlas at
the index,
direct his forefinger down the list.
He stalks out of the Reading Room,
cursing the page-thief, as if,
without that particular map,
he won’t arrive at his destination.

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