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!

the innocent contrast explosion of mixed ratios

of learnin and 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, won’t take no credit,

foretellin to all ravenous gringos

these sierras will one day plunge

solidly into the Baja Sea

Ensenada, Mexico

1973