Monday, November 13, 2006

BLOODY PESO

A peso-dearth of change
is a million loss.
The passenger of this trek
may wrangle, may scream.
The controller of this trek
may wrangle, may scream.

They both feel the same.

A peso-dearth of fare
is a million loss to a driver.

Demanding. "Lacking a peso"

"It's enough, I'm a student"

"Enough for the pitiless one"

I wanted to wrangle.
I wanted to scream.

We both feel the same.

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