MAPPAMUNDI VI

It is the devil in me: I touch-tone at random

And reach one Margarite in Singapore; I just

Happened to be drinking Singapore Slings (gin,

Orange juice and grenadine). Random again,

I reach Siena; I happen to feel like dancing

On the duomo's floor. Next Chichen Itzá

The High Priest; I happened to think of hearts—

Bleeding hearts and heart surgery.

This phone

Is fun; I can call anywhere, anytime—the whole

World is at my fingertips. But the devil says:

"Sooner or later, O immortal soul, you must

Pay the bill."

It is midnight and snowing here,

Sub-zero, and I feel like calling somewhere where

The weather is better, some seashore hot as hell.