New Frontier

He and his mates on a voyage of lust,
a slow bus to China to ogle women's arms,
lick their chops at free-flowing hair, drool
over well-turned calves. We talked politics,

sat on metal steps in overcrowded bus
as Karakoram Highway bounced outside.
"Answer to the problems of democracy
is more democracy." Snow-smudged mountains
receded with Pakistan. Taklamakan Desert took us.

Note:
The Karakoram Highway runs along part of the old Silk Road, from
Pakistan into the vast Chinese province of Xinjiang, which translates as
"new frontier". Much of it consists of the Taklamakan Desert.

Bryan Murphy

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