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Cave explorers

took the island back in ‘92.

Since then,

all the drinks

have been pink

and the only cigarettes

you can get

are rolled by the mayor.

Back in ‘92,

they stopped us at the airport,

something about

theft and not wearing

the right button down.

I was making a documentary

about the last of the

indigenous people.

“Live at the Dunes -

A Conversation with the

Oldest Rock Band.”

It didn’t sell.

Back in ‘92,

we lived off tequila

and cocktail shrimp,

the delicacies of the island.

I got fat and you slimmed down.

Maybe I imagined it all.

Maybe you

had a shellfish allergy.

I called it quits

after the bassist died

after you left me for

his bones -

his pinky around your neck.

I should have called it quits

a long time before that

but I was in love

and only had the one button down.