I get sweet and sour Mexico
slow cash fallin---
usin Spanish on the nod
Mexican waitress smilin
no comprending me---so
better with eyes, hands, and stomach
orderin a jalapeno Chinese dinner south
recollect a fella I met at a bar in St. Paul
who traveled down here to Ensenada
to learn French---innocent
contrasting explosion of mixed ratios,
learnin ontop hearin from all directions
where everything’s open in the air of it all
down here bills are
paid with gold fillins or silver
ya know, no take no credit, foretellin
all ravenous gringos
these sierras will one day en masse
plunge into the Baja Sea
Ensenada, Mexico
1973