Author: Davey Dreamnation

  • given the unenviable task of delivering mail in a cantonese walled city charged with entropy & chaos criss-crossing its aerial corridors conduits they call them linked towers that change positions days how the garbage piles up forming strata to be studied by future archaeologists – he can never decipher the old city’s next move &…

  • COME & SEE THE HILL TRIBES PLOUGHING UP THEIR OPIUM FIELDS IN PREPARATION FOR NEXT YEAR’S CROP OF NESCAFE! THIS TREK HAS BEEN APPROVED BY BOTH THE THAI & US GOVERNMENTS ALONG WITH JOINT MILITARY EXERCISES IT WILL CONSTITUTE THE MAIN THRUST OF THEIR WAR AGAINST DRUGS NO RAFTING ELEPHANT HIKING OR SOUVENIR-SHOPPING EXPERIENCE REQUIRED…

  • housed in two human zoos constructed for their survival’s sake on the east & west coasts of koh lantah it’s good to know that the chao le are still allowed to play football on the beach at low-tide its wave sounds mimic the crowd-roars of wembley coming down the supermarine cable all the young men…

  • my name is mud as in good i help you with thai translation i am monkey & i am crazy good at takraw & at takraw kicks—do you see me where i practice? yes? at the beach with a ball of flotsam-styrofoam & a piece of string tied to a tree so i can kick…

  • Oh Blossom

    come here blossom fall down here on my lap & let me run my fingers through your delicate pink petals the way you used to like it in spring- time when you were all in bloom oh blossom remember every season is another reason to love you tender blossom come on back over here don’t…

  • pai bursting through the fog to fly in low across the rice paddies dumping its deadly load & setting the pond a-tremble with aftershocks the size of frogs now skipping the mountains of pai untold numbers of karen separatists pray fervently for a rain cloud to carpet bomb the ponds of burma we saw one…

  • Mr Tui

    mr tui you’d have to win the “safest driver in thailand” award you were a man of few words but smooth driving actions eg your easy familiarity with the nine hundred & forty two sharp corners between chiang mai & pai mr tui you knew when to sound your horn around a hairpin bend when…

  • fireworks rupture the temple on the hill’s serenity the interior’s panorama suffocated by a buddhist vision of hell flavoured with more than a dash of hindu horror – here’s a massacre of men & women sawn in half by grinning & willing fellow men & women here’s old buddha himself count his ribs this is…

  • armed with their hideouts & slingshots & smiles they gather at nightfall beside a rocky river road to compete in monied contests dodge tuk-tuks & flurries of laughter now pulling the notes from their pockets & placing them on the road’s river brown & then throwing their thongs from line-marks towards jackpots of fluttering notes…

  • depressed as the prices no longer deluded by smiles passing signposts kilometres coming no closer to what were once called destinations – border crossings & pass-outs different games same rules waiting for the photo-op that might make the cost of the ticket worthwhile – low season, last days & the promise of last rains again…

  • in bundles my friend! in every pocket! stuff those notes! hang the exchange rate! just get out there & start handing it over! spend it daily! spend it gaily! but wait – there’s more! it’s all for sale! everything must go! clothes looks lifestyles – out the door! but wait – there’s still more! you…

  • under the pavement, laos in dissent: a skin full of worn bones, the footprint’s masseuse, a fist full of pavements & laos under laos, the mekhong’s predictions: swallowing bombs, reeking dimly of lao beer on a menu full of laos & mekhongs under the mekhong, the current’s advance: upon an unknown beach, a silent chorus,…

  • ah! luang prabang ancient capital unesco world heritage magnificently preserved in pristine condition please bring cameras film & kleenex for the mop-up /click! & we’re off through the view-finder: monks kiddies grannies trannies ripe for developing when you get back to your secret laboratory national geographic are definitely interested oh i’m spent! /i’m spent again!…

  • cock & football! it’s time to get up & don’t those horny roosters know it! cock & football! cock & football! around the brown river bend here comes dawn’s breaker rise & shine cock & football! cock & football! cock-a-doodle-do! it’s morning once again & don’t those poor hens know it! cock & football! your…

  • visit laos & bring your wheelbarrow pretend this isn’t communism gone nuts ignore the poorly-organised protesters turn a blind eye to the fall of the wall incarcerate yourself in a capitalist prison you’re lucky to have been arrested here now there’s nothing left between you & the socialist state’s caring attitude towards intellectuals & slogan-dodgers…