Listening To Jazz

No water in the house…this happens

in Medellin from time to time while they

“clean out the aqueducts” or something…

doesn’t matter….got plenty of space,

cigarettes and orange juice, cool air,

gentle rain, swoosh of traffic, curtain

wafting, a little blow, a little Mo, kitten

sliding on the marble floor, gentle who

cares, what me worry until the next ax fall.

Always wanted to see the isle of Capri,

especially right now the experience would

fit in to the music, pastel cabanas over

looking sailing ships in the bay…

umbrella drinks and bikinis, sunglasses 

and gleaming smiles, ask the man who 

has one…rain has stopped, water’s back, 

go outside on patio, cement mixer in the 

distance, civilization back to normal.