Cheyenne Posted April 20, 2012 Share Posted April 20, 2012 Bangkok Baby Loving the Loveless Ladyboys Of Bangkok By David Bonnie She walks in beauty Insensible to its lie Or to time's mortal clock Which having no master Counts out her days, remorseless If doffing her mirror as Easily as her mood Was of the rage amongst her kin She would know not pain Nor suffer times cruel passage Finding instead in my eyes Her beauty ageless and within Bangkok Baby-A Love Story The sound of a farang shouting at a bar girl who has poured too much coke in his drink makes you look to your left and the Big Dog bar. The girl speaks no English so perhaps this is among her first weeks in Bangkok. Music is playing very loudly in the bar, ‘ I met a gin soaked barroom queen in Memphis, she tried to take me upstairs for a ride’. The girl looks frightened. The smoke of the barbecue’s mixes with the stink of the rotting garbage, stale sweat and piss. Decay, degradation and the faces of the Thai vendors and motorcycle taxi drivers are etched into the grey concrete at the entrance to Soi 4 like an ancient economic truth. Their look is not envious, nor jealous and not full of hate; but the look of those trapped in the waking dream world of constant and chronic poverty. They are the faces of the drowned and drowning. ‘It’s the ho, o, o, nky tonk women, give me, give, give me the honky tonk blues’. This is Bangkok. This is Nana. But you are looking past the messy third-world order of cracked and dirty tarmac and paving slabs that border the car park. You have lived long enough to know that under the surface of things lays the dream reality that you seek. Bangkok; full of men and women with plans to escape back to Surin, Korat, Leeds or Texas; just as soon as they have enough money or less desire. But what you see is something tender in the way Bangkok holds its residents. In the impossibly beautiful bodies and faces of the Ladyboys arriving as dusk sets in, in their eyes, in the way they hold themselves, in their gaze, you see a story. And then, just as night arrives you see them at the entrance to the plaza. A man is on his knees at the feet of a Ladyboy. She is 6 feet tall and her face has the kind of dark beauty that can destroy worlds. You cannot hear his words but the sounds he makes are more animal than human. Even on his knees the man still has a stiff pride, the quality of an iron weathervane, always pointing towards her, his North. His supplication, his willingness to beg comes from strength not weakness. He does not see the people that flow around him. The Ladyboy holds her arms across her chest as she looks down at him. Her face is set like a beautiful oriental mask; without expression. She turns on a heel and walks away. He screams after her, ‘ Faridaaa’. She does not slow her stride as she walks towards you but as the rain explodes onto the street you see a single tear run down her face. Then she is gone. This is the foretelling of a future that has been waiting to happen for so long. I cannot say what happens to the man you saw or the Ladyboy. I can only tell you how it began. This is a love story of Bangkok. 6 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
etgohm Posted April 20, 2012 Share Posted April 20, 2012 Smokin... well done and steamy hot. Dont tell me thats a picture of Cherry the heartbreaker. It sure looks like her. Maybe l am dreaming...No matter... that was #$%^&* hot. Makes me yearn 3 weeks and counting. Cheers, ET Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
xrayspecs Posted April 20, 2012 Share Posted April 20, 2012 +1 m8. I bought your book a while ago but haven't read anything in ages tbh. Time to dust off the Kindle I think! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rukki Posted April 21, 2012 Share Posted April 21, 2012 I read this book! It's a good read! Always excited to see how it unfolded (I couldn't put it down) And very 'now'. Like, recent. Made it more fun to know this was going on while we punt in the same city at the same time. I am still thinking I should move to that apartment you live in. Since there are so many LBs on your block! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheyenne Posted April 21, 2012 Author Share Posted April 21, 2012 Thanks Guys, thought I would post a few chapters of the old book before I post the new on, Bangkok Raw here. Rukki, I just moved to Ari so the apartment is free 555 It's not Cherry, it's Farida my ex! Here's my current girlfriend who has just cooked dinner for us! You will read more about her soon. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mardhi Posted April 21, 2012 Share Posted April 21, 2012 She is looking great Cheyenne - glad things are working out for you both. Dumb arse question but is the book in print? Maybe put half a dozen in GB and see if they sell? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cheyenne Posted April 21, 2012 Author Share Posted April 21, 2012 Hi Marhdi, Its only available as an e-book but can make a couple of posters to put up if that suits? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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