misspent on The Liquid Highway W...

misspent on The Liquid Highway

What the natives call the Amazon
where all sorts of things happen
in the boats, fights from one side of to the other women break
out, shoe & clothes procure stolen, money
is exchanged for contraband, romance
bloom in the bathrooms. This river
of chapfallen lights teems with barges, patrol
boats, canoes, on the same level floating clinics, a boy
fresh from a hidden-far-away village
floats upon a canoe with his parents who
come to the city to trade well adapteds dreams
of staying, or perhaps going back
to the land of tree verdant, misty,
where the birds sing to him, fe most distant
his hands, whisper the