Amorous Cartagena

Moonlight,
a slow trickle of desire
rousing embers from this vantage.

Fortress walls entomb Elysium,
warding off
corrosive cosmopolis.

A wanton lust for movement—
explosion within the moment:
Experience’s shrapnel
embedding irrevocably.

Colombian Temperaments

Brisk is the aftermath,
the afterbirth of soiled sweat:
Cartagena’s huskily jeweled breath,
Monteria’s unassuming, all-consuming
swelter—

Bogota heralds relief,
reprieve in boreal breeze—
thrumming madly
in the Incessant hive of activity.

       Sprawling ravenously,
       sky’s scraped haphazardly,
       amidst a decadence unknown—
       ruins anachronistic
       but for the well-worn acclimation
       into modernity.

A cacophony seems arcane
In retrospect,
yet the distance of digestion
allows clarity to fine-tune
—dissect & demarcate—
the influx of experience.