Herded to a Tannery in Marrakech

Bunches of mint
Sink the stink

He pokes us through
Dung and blood

To hanging skins
Drenched in dye  

We pay him to
Hide that smell

In a cool blue
Leather bag.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s