Skinny Roosters
Roosters are so presumptive Occupying city with an arrogance typically reserved for white Americans They stippled broken sidewalks inside the labyrinth of tilted shanties Shocked at their diminutive stature it occurred to me afterwards that our roosters at home are far too fed Sidewalks were streets, streets were doorways Gates leading to homes mistaken as exits Dogs, cats, children, roosters, rats- all jostling Roofs overhang, sagging from humid humanity Laundry criss-crossed in peace flags from window to window Rigging of a painted, swaying ship in a Thai slum A bloat-belly kitten struggled under a bench Occupants of this riverside world stared knowing before we did that this was a wrong turn Everywhere winding, roosters stood Quiet and pecking and numerous They watched as we slowly wound our way out They insist their presence this morning Answered by brothers caged on the rooftop next to mine Throated greetings rising from shanties along the water ...