US-16 Chinese Faces

We went to the  China Town

The same stuff in every American city

A cluster of food stores, book stores, video stores, restaurants, activity centers and maybe a Church

Of Buddhism

A cluster of memories of the world beyond

A cluster of the complex  of assimilation resistance

A cluster of solitude ISO compensation

A scale of the dragon

Or a broken horn

Or a dangling piece of hair and nail

The common mainlander faces

The distant Taiwanese faces

The hard-to-describe local faces

The accent  Americanized

The bilingualism

The code shifting in communication

Young pretty faces of women

Full bosom, smart body

Tight fit jeans

Gracefully driven car

And in every face

I see her

And wonder if she is also

A cluster of something

US-17 Houses in Rich Community

Driving through the people-free streets

We enjoy the huge mansions

Of the rich in Dallas

The girls “vow”ed and “hwa”ed

And maybe secretly

Weaving a house in their heart

“Hey,” shouted  I, “ don’t  forget

that  there are two thirds of world population

still in hot hell of fire!”

I am one of them

US-18 At the Six Flags of Houston

It is much like in Beijing

The Amusement Park at Dragon Pound Lake

Or at the  Intoxicating Court Park

Of the Martial Spirit District

Everything’s the same except

Here we have the Ocean Men

Of blue eyes and high nose and fair skin

Or brown eyes, round nose and dark skin

Or black eyes, black hair and yellow skin

Or of a hybrid nature

I wonder if we copied them

Or they copied us

Or we both copied

The designs of  God

We are of one world anyway

Despite the multiplicity of flags