Medellin #5

New, strange, rearranged,

like an Escher etching, when

I walk away from the apartment,

it feels like I’m going back to

where I’m coming from…

my body mind hasn’t yet grokked

the filigree of curving streets

carved there long ago by some

riverbed. horse path, hunting trail,

not straight and geometric like USA,

a nation spanning a continent

in a hundred hears.

No, this place is long inhabited…

you can feel why there are people here

in the atmosphere, the way the women

move that way

that say:

this is the time,

this is the place,

like it or not.

“The life you ordered has arrived”**

** (stolen from Barbara Meier)