Morgan Michaels

Three Amigos - Poem by Morgan Michaels

They stood on the locker room floor
no more, no less than three:
beside an open locker door
dressing and chatting leisurely,
amongst themselves and laughing.
'Manana, ' one said, 'something, something, mas tiempo'
which, translated, seemed to mean
'Tomorrow, there will be more weather, '
To which I silently agreed-
And silently agreed.

On, they chattered on,
as I pulled off my socks, mindless of me,
One heading off to work
'Trabajo' he explained 'dinero'
Another, to see his kid-
or 'a la casa de mi hijo, ' he explained,
A third simply 'free'-
'Often a better way to be', he claimed,
To which I silently agreed-
And silently agreed.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 19, 2015

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