Medellin #4

Marijuana plants growing

in front of the barber shop…

cut my beard and hair…

new place

new face

starting out from there.

Two weeks, still alive, 

breathing normally,

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Lazy day, nothing to get done,

first one!

A few important victories

remain to be won.

The rains just come…

they just appear;
no systems here,

if you call that a pattern.

Taj Mahal blues in my new ears…

the problems. seem to solve themselves

because the whole thing is magic,

don’t you know?

If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t be writing

like this, now.