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untitled poem:

this place is unremarkable

surrounded by jungle, invaded by fog
at night the trees drip drops like rain
on the tatch-roofed anbandoned dining room
where i slung my hammock

it´s not DEEP jungle, it´s not undeveloped
but then, it´s not well-developed either

slow-served breakfast by the light of the TV
an eternally recycling HBO promo atop the coke machine

and the work of the day in the backgroundç
cutting grass, with a machete
removing a tree stump from the parKing lot, with a machete
and setting off fireworks -
one of few important tasks that doesn´t involve a machete

here, even the live parrot next to the
"disfruta la naturaleza" sign is boring



***after that poem i went for a sweet walk around town and discovered that Frontera Corozal actually is a very interesting place. it was just my sterilized hotel that was boring.