the postman of kowloon

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 & remains astounded by the most
innocuous envelope's habit of finding a
home scratching out addresses or the
deceased another day a map to discard

notice how randomness thrives within
the most carefully chosen boundaries

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