Postcard Poetry: Day 9

Hi all. Not sure if anyone noticed except CAS, but I didn't post a postcard yesterday! No worries, I did write a poem, take pics and mail it, but the posting on the blog did not happen then. So today you get 9 and 10. What a treat! Here goes:

Translation:

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Dirty

Cockroaches -- if you see one,

there are likely thousands 

more in the dark spaces

between your walls. Hundreds

of crunchy, invincible insects

now haunt my sleep; I imagine

six bugs crawling inside

the pair of jeans on the

floor. Something runs along 

my leg in bed -- I scream

"cockroach!" -- but it is only

my pillowcase unraveling.

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jb