Saturday, February 25, 2017

Afternoon In Mexico

Carnival is in town,
a week of drunken orgy...
being Catholic is at least
good for something.

Singing wafts through the air...
warm lazy stillness before
revelers rise to the task.
I don't go down at night during
Carnival...the fun is too dangerous..

Nothing new about it...they've
been doing it this way for 
hundreds of years. It's something
that happens and disappears... life itself. Why not sing and
dance if you can? It's better to
take life in stride, rather than 
stumble through it.

Life, love, birth, death, infinity...
boil it down to simplicity.
Sing and dance and move about...
you're fucked if you can't take a joke.


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