all the same

the little shops, open until late
the noise of people passing by
small streets, lots of lights
and above all - the heat.
so much dirt and what to see,
the touch of art and history.
the hidden faces, moments
of misery, you and me
wondering the streets -
meeting whats not to see.
the red light distric, smell of weed.

what a wonderful city it is.

and you keep walking.
everybody is talking or selling,
too many people yelling. ah -
there goes loads of giris,
what a joke it is,
they wear the mexican hats,
I would really make a bet that
they have no idea, how locals
like to catch
them on photos to have later a nice show
how turists make fools out of themselves
living like mice - nice and well,
where the cat is not around, and who
becomes far from home
feels that all to him belongs
thinks the best of oneself
and forgets the host.

all the same - you pay and
we make the face. conceptually
a quite nice game.