(Palermo) (Sicilia 3)

dio se chiama
at least, I think that’s what she said.
It seemed appropriate on that street.
I probably wasn’t wearing my shirt
and this was as translucent as
I usually am not.

now, berries
frutti that looks and smells
like dog shit baking
baked biscotti and dog shit!
falling out of trees so large they’ve
helped encourage an envy
among other flora.

It’s hot, but not so hot as to
encourage change.
I’ve found that a recurring theme.
Neither cellphones nor french fries
American sneakers nor desperate immigrants
working the streets
have done that.  The bombs of the war
the expanded EU the smart car
they all fall in place.