Pune-times
dark crush of midnight-mist-
smoke rides

(monkey free in pre-historic-vibe
20th century failure
eats away at the flawed-infrastructure
of an abandoned empire

Asia-goddess with your Western
poisons
(it was the Parisian girls and
the Turkish girls and the Brazilians
by the poolside

it was the pyramids and the music drilling through the wholes
in our minds and the elephant riders and the broken brown beggars
and the dogs torn to shreds and the love in the eyes of everyone
and the children running ragged and the skies a portal right into
our souls and the dirt swirling into everything and the powdered dung
infiltrating all-things, and the cheap-dirty-roadside-chai and the German girls and the Italian girls and the Israelis playing their guitars

(and the masters, sitting, drinking, smoking 
eating with us, talking
with us
as if we were one of
them)