The Chao Phraya River in Bangkok

A Poem

The Chao Phraya, the monster on which the empire of Siam was built. Walking past a community of the homeless and jumping a few fences I find myself drunk next to the river with a good group of friends and a bottle of moonshine. The river, black water moving fast, reflecting the moonlight. The bright silver orb flashes light on the rubbish and logs floating through the kingdom. All of Thailand was once connected only by this waterway, due to the dense tropical jungle that once stood in the way of development. Bangkok was like a Venice of the East, connected by canals, with riverboats slowly drudging their way up the Chao Phraya, floating markets, and countless romantic suicides of drowning in the swift currents. The river looks beautiful tonight; it must be dazzling in the sunshine.