Ten Minutes Of Squeaky Floor Planks And Iguanas Poem by Chuy Amante

Ten Minutes Of Squeaky Floor Planks And Iguanas



Hostile about Hostals
by La Playa?
party towns
sheds and huts for rent
young love with consent

pushing with a firm cadence for freedom
swatting Mosquitoes inside your net
washing reality away
with rum
space cake for breakfast

then the sun comes
and we slowly
get ready to party,
live life,
experience
it all
in a strange country

Ten Minutes Of Squeaky Floor Planks And Iguanas
Wednesday, March 6, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: friends,sex
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bri Edwards 15 March 2019

HostAl, no, Hostel, si. the youth i 'missed'! ;) bri so, ...." Iguanas" was just an eye-catcher, you faker!

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