Chichiriviche

They take in beer like breathing air

the waters wake at ocean edge

ladrones jump from bridge to bridge

to catch them unawares

questions in the calle, lips

offering some ridings round

a twinkle of a finger flicked

a secret worried frown

we wait our bodies bleached in brown

like fat worms along the ground

for them to rob fat wallets and

fat screams begin to sound

The innocent riches rob our roads

the seas of costly crustaceans

they rape the rubbish off our backs

and cheat the cream from crayfish

The sun conceals a sticky sombra

the sand obscures a glass

the birds fly joining catted claws
domestics in the dark