Ride

Ride

Forgetful
Of the day
I sit
Under the moon’s
Cool light

Wheeled
Past pagoda, monument and trees
Of Boulevard Tou Samouth

My rickshaw
Rolls to a stop
At Street 278

I hand my driver
Two thousand riels
And wish him goodnight.

– Trishatur La Galia.

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