at robinson's
puerto prinsesa
she has white
skin
a little flabby
and long
blonde-dyed hair
hanging over
her shoulder
she is selling
a gadget
to make my
tummy firm
to make me
look handsome again
she likes me
and my money
and beside her is
her manager
he is gay and
wants to eat
everything in me
life is a drama
of someone you like
to love
but does not love you
in return
of someone who waits
for you
outside the structure
but whom you
disdain
everyone is giving
numbers
like a fishing gear
waiting and wanting
for that
dream catch someday
and then my wife
arrives
carrying with her
a heavy bag
struggling to make
both ends meet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well observed Ric......