In Mexico
the sky is too low beautiful
as I walk past the taqueria
Santiago the cab driver
warned me about
because they serve dog
to Americans.
Low on pesos but I
have hot horny tequila for blood
and the whole country is
an open pharmacy
and she said
she’ll give it to me
for much less tonight
because I am broke
tonight the stars
bleeding Mayan mirrors
down low on the old pyramids
and the poor new children
and the dead dog I step over
in the street.
*John Rocco at MySpace: http://www.myspace.com/292819823
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