taxiride

He tells me
About how he used to be a seaman
And see the world;
Shanghai, Guangzhou,
Europe, Africa.

Then he tells me about how, well,
he still gets to travel now
And see
Pasir Ris, Hougang,
and Bedok.

A chuckle follows
Sincerity painted
In lines of sacrifice.
Humour salted
In teeth, incomplete.
A chuckle.
Resignation
and sweet surrender.

Peaceful sodium lamps
Whiz by.