WASTED WEALTH

I fail so swiftly!

How easy it is to spend,

when plenty of local poets flock to greet me,

and I meet so many other friendly people,

the hotel such an easy place to celebrate

by ordering fancy food and drinks for all.

Ever since I learned that Uncle Manuel

is really my father, I’ve wondered whether I will

turn out to be a drunkard too.

Apparently I already am.

Too much rum, all the money gone,

raucous fights,

wild behavior,

until I find myself

evicted,

escorted

out the door

by a stern

police chief.