Today I am envying the glorious Mexicans,
who are not afraid to sit by the highway
in the late afternoons, sipping tequila
and napping beneath their wide sombreros
beside the unambitious cactus. Today
I am envying the sweet chaparita who waits
for her lover's banjo in the drunken moonllight
and practices her fingers against the soft tortilla.
Today I am envying the green whiskers of God...

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