A postcard from the River Center Marriott in San Antonio

below my window
33 floors down
there, ethnic trio
plays guitar
flutes drums
all day near the
Alamo play
the simon and garfunkle songbook

grapefruit hair
texas ladies
applaud with flat hands
after each hit
they bow.

actually, I am thinking of recording them with my dictaphone
and mixing their set into/onto a copy of Werner Herzog's Aguirre, Wrath of God.

Puts it all into perspective
Kinski choking a wild monkey
on a raft down a river to
a bridge over troubled water.


now they are playing morricone from leone films.
i have to flee,

a room with a hella view.