Hop on your motorbike and buy me some smokes,
skinny cigarettes cost 45 cents.
Grungy green, lawless supreme, with delicate golden trim.
Youths full of dreams,
occupy decaying castles,
with marble staircases,
and cobwebs on the ceiling-
I get the feeling-
It will fade with my memory.
This place, that is-
as it is.
It's own special rhythm,
drowned out,
by the capitalist drum.
** Hum Hanoi.
Aug 27, 2019
Aug 27, 2019 at 4:45 PM UTC
Hop on your motorbike and buy me some smokes,
skinny cigarettes cost 45 cents.
Grungy green, lawless supreme, with delicate golden trim.
Youths full of dreams,
occupy decaying castles,
with marble staircases,
and cobwebs on the ceiling-
I get the feeling-
It will fade with my memory.
This place, that is-
as it is.
It's own special rhythm,
drowned out,
by the capitalist drum.
** Hum Hanoi.
I wrote this in Nov 2018 in Hanoi Vietnam. A special city. It gave me very 70s america vibes interestingly enough.
