Metiche (Busybody)
In the night of Revolución blond
gringo looking for nude dancers
asks the taxi drivers
where can I find
a naked lady bar ?
Poet follows listening for
germs of verse
wastes his last match on a
cigarette he won't smoke
asks the blond countryman
for a light --
"no man, sorry..." then
he runs away without
asking his question .
Answer had been ready.
There's a really classy one high
above the Aztec calendar -
but now poet will only shrug
and go for coffee to write .
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