Bangkok patrols aim to halt young kissers
--Associated Press headline
Buddhist modesty, the patrolmen say,
makes them stalk by night Bangkok’s city parks,
searching Lumpini’s grounds for lust’s display
from mouth-to-mouth practitioners in dark
recesses near Rama VI’s statue, by
teardrop ponds of Royal Bangkok Sports Club,
in deep shadows of Chulalongkorn’s high
stadium walls. “If captured, will you scrub
them down with lye soap right there on the spot?”
I ask with innocent smile of Thaksin.
They suddenly spy two lovers. Their shots
flame the air as shouts spew out like toxin
toward these sinners, threats to democracy.
Like rats, lovers duck and cover, then flee.
Roger Armbrust
February 15, 2007
