Sawasdee Ka

I’m on holiday goddamnit
where is my radiant sunshine?
Slathering of aloe on grilled skin?
Instead wind blusters humid clouds
wet spray hissing at my side
My sizeable thighs rubbed raw
With whipping sand and sea salt
Not from fun but from a gale
This interspersed with quiet hours
Shivering under the cold mildew veil
of my hotel room while a monsoon banshee
Screams at my window
Scattering coconuts like grenades

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