I find myself in a town outside Dar es salaam,

In a motel. Naked,

Smoking a cigarette with a half empty bottle of gin.

I remember exactly what happened here last night:


Maybe a bit of porn and masturbation.

But apart from that,

I’ve been trying to figure the math behind rain,

And why it falls so hard in these parts.


I haven’t figured it out yet.

My lover,

The one with the gap tooth,

Appeared in that ten minute sleep I fainted in.

He tried to warn me that my driver would come and own my body.


I was in the shower when this happened.

I know I hadn’t been drinking. At least not yet.

But it happened. I shrugged it off hours later in my second shower of the day.


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