good friday sunset
pacific sandcliffs climbed
Cerro del Cru
arms spread wide
Chilean walmarts
bread and unripe avocados
hightide, lowtide and a quiet circus
after-dark stealth camp
bonfire wine and seafood stew
and so many pretty girls
I damn my spanish ability
cocaine friend, "meet my father for dinner"
waking up on the beach
with figetting crackheads
and a sleeping street performer
Iquique Chile
I need to shit
from my bunch-of-bananas diet
I leave my belongings with my neighbors
and make for the department store
10 AM hot sand, rats on the rocks
I stand-up my new friends family
break for a taxi con ceviche
sea lion mascot for the navy
bus station stadium
trinket sellers with a pimp
I'm getting the hell out of town
8 hours and I'll be in Antofagasta by Easter
