Luyện nghe bài hát Tibetan Side of Town

Through rutted streets of Kathmandu
Dodging crowded humans cows dogs -
Storefronts constellated pools of
Bright darkening walls

The butterfly in my lasered eye still seems
To hold that shot of red sun through haze over jumbled roofs
Everything moves like slow fluid in this
as dreams
With sewage, incense, and fever and the smoke of brick kilns and cremations -
Tom Kelly's rumbles down -
going drinking on the Tibetan side of town.

Beggar withered legs sits sideways on skateboard, grinning
There's a joke going on but we'll never know
Those laughing with hungry eyes must be in on it too
With their memories of a culture crushed
By Chinese

Pretty young by the temple gate
her baby's face against diesel fumes
That look of - you can see it still -
Not yet masked by the hard of a woman's
Struggle to

Hard bargains going
When you're living on the side of town.

Big red Enfield Bullet lurches to a in the dust
Last blast of engine leaves a ringing in the
That fades into the rustle of bare feet and sandals
And the baritone of long bronze trumpets
by monastery walls.

Prayer flags like whips in the breeze
Sending to the world - tonight the blows east
Dark door opens to warm yellow room and
Are these steaming of hot millet beer
and I'm sucked the scene like this liquor up
This straw

Sweet sliding down -
on the Tibetan side of town