CANTINA
¡Viva Tijuana! cheers a foreign drinker
for his gift of Pacifico beer.
Barrista fans herself in crowded heat
as jukebox pounds a rhythm loud from sweat.
Shiny spinning disks revolve their quarter
two three one dollar straight injected sound
Loud. On the floor dancing wild it takes all
your breath away until another drink.
Frida Kahlo sings in the mirror behind
this bar. Bottle soldiers adore her.
TJ Poems
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