Night in Recife
the hostel
next to
the swampy river
is
breeding mosquitos
it is run
by a
syphilitic man
with a
rheumy eye
he keeps
no clocks
in the
hostel
all the
travelers
must
submit in writing
their
philosophy of travel
in ten
words or less
there are
no screens
on the
windows
the
ceiling fans don’t work
brown
water comes out
of the
showers
at night
there is
a low moan
that
seeps through the walls
disturbing
the guests’ sleep
everybody
wakes at sunrise
call
hangover breakfast
blur on
white bread
chicory
coffee
and
spoiled milk
before
checking out
all
guests must
take a
sandcrab
in their
backpack
then let
it loose
when they
find an end
to their
journey
the crab
will find
its way
back to the hostel
for the
syphilitic man needs company
Michael Berton has had poems published recently in Caveat Lector, Opiate
Magazine, 2016 Texas Poetry Calendar, Fourteen Hills and Shot Glass Journal. He is the author of two collections of poems, Man! You Script The Mic. and No Shade In Aztlan. He lives in Portland , Oregon .
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