AD.


wig woman – foto by smith

oaxaca town tune
everyday city haiku
these from me to you

truck clang, bus roar, more
laughing, yelling, crying too
street sing a long song

brown skins watch my white
face, my pace, my white rat race
grin in sympathy

slim silver sliced moon
silky black mexican sky
marijuana rune

tall gringo above
above mexicans below
white rock, brown current

marijuana hash
opium smoke chewed nightly
pain somewhere back there

wife for life in chair
her heart and my heart one pair
life once strife now fair

barcode pens broken
other’s lies left in rotting
this sun and sound mine

dreams to be followed
don’t need future props and bags
feed on steps stepped now

*(i’ve not done opium since the late 1960s, though i’m tempted down here).


political graffiti – foto by smith

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *