La Haba ๑

The world clicks around the sidestreets in new heels.
She shakes her way into another week.

The sky blurs into the concrete forest.
I want and need and need and want. And want. and Need.

Another mystery sprawls out on the lazy boy.
She flips the channels and ignores our questions.

A fish, a cat, a duck, and a guitar: farang curiosity .
Where does Mexico find the time to dance?

There are gym shoes, taxis, and staplers in every color.
The rainbow left its lover in the bathtub smoking cloves.