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Here's a new one I just sent out tonight:

Tourists
by Michael S. Walker

Do you know anything about me
Asked the Indonesian girl
Squatting in her cage of tattoos
Do you know
What terrors rouse me from sleep
Why my heart beats
Why my eye remains
Defiant in this snapshot
Of you

And these are the breasts
That feed my family
And this is the cunt
That has no other recourse

Do you know anything about me
Asked the Pakistani boy
Mopping figure eights on C Deck
Do you know
How much I long for my bride to be
What I see across the deep
Why my eye remains
Sullen in this snapshot
Of you

And these are the hands
That feed my family
And this is the back
That has no other recourse

She said stay and buy some tea
And you can kiss me anywhere
That you want to
And he said try the canaps
And you can tip me anything
That you want to
Would the pretty lady
Like some pretty things for her hair
Would the gentleman like to sit
In this burnished chair

Leave your money
You dont know anything at all
About me

Poverty like a tsunami
You dont know anything at all
About me