for reasons that escape me

Sometimes things happen for a reason,
other times they don’t, and I can’t
always choose to remain quiet.
Something about you
makes me want
to disappear
around
here
a
n
d
wait
a
n
d
catch
a glimpse
of either of us
searching for the other.

And as I ponder about all this,
I can hear melodies, corridos belicos
from Culiacan, Sinaloa. Salud, Chingones!!​

Fidel Guerra. June, 16, 2023.​