Your Definition Of Guest

The tin taste
clasped to mobility
I once read Tin Moe
in a Burmese friend’s library.
I’d had to hide the fact that I lived there
from the Myanmar girl,
so found a hotel up
the crooked Mandalay road
To pose was mine in the lobby.
She expected to come up I think.
No time for that,
Out into the world!

Every cig
Is a bond
Like humanity
must go on
A kyat is just that.
Everywhere as are
Government regulations.

A hug
was all I got,
under the impression
taxation is any less smug?
Glutting
itself
on endless wars
Yeah, imagine
you were
to intervene.

Claiming citizenship of the world.