Today globalism is finally
defeated by local site specific complaints
Even the almighty sun cannot melt crumbling old buildings
Our wet market is laughing all the way to the foreigners
Kids dance
Dragons and Phoenixes swallow McDonald's whole
The library is on fire
Boys and Girls burn books with funny words
We settle down looking at covers of naked episodes of our friends
Without text
of any kind
So long global ghosts
Who cares about you when your eyes are not even slanted, in some dumb old train in some nowhere land.
~apys
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