I ordered an Old Cuban

In the whitest of towns.

Sure,

It’s progressive.

Sure,

You can smoke weed every second

On a sidewalk

That leads straight to

Banks and the bay.

But try some time to

Speak as you’re supposed to

Lips set in Spanish tones.

Greet the blank but smiling

Faces.

And remember they don’t give

A fuck either.

They’ll wash you away

With a wave

And a couple of nods.