tangled between a man who doesn’t care
a waitress who seems to care
and a conscience that cares too much.
Cuban tunes lace Mexican dreams;
cloud the reality I left behind
tucked under a cushion
on our dirty cream suede couch.
I sip my margarita, watch them dance
feel the thump, the twang, taste the tang.
Senioritas twirl, orange skirts become a blur
behind the mumble and slur of his speech.
Then I remember.
I’m still in Greece.
In the restaurant near the bus stop.
The only one left standing.
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