, , ,

back at the hotel you

take the ashtray and empty it

over the famous square that

you have been watching over.  You change

your underwear and

set yourself free, you’re like

you’re own medicine, you to take every dose of

you.  there is a shower, but you

don’t think the water is

safe, it’s yellow and making noises

like there are little men inside.

the elephants on the city

corners are stomping on

peasants and you don’t think it

is fair.