By Sierra Shae Gibbs

Huge cows lumber across the road
Halting the cacophonous traffic
As if they don’t even hear the mindless honking

Dogs roam every alley-way
I unleash my camera at the whizzing streets
And soon I have thirty different photos of stray dogs

Monkeys haunt the outskirts of the hotel
A man dozes in his chair near a half-eaten meal
The primates feast on mango salad, chicken, and rice

Brown coils dot the seldom driven road
The millipedes lounge, lying in dead-looking circles
They absorb the tar’s warmth before nightfall

By Sierra Shae Gibbs copyright 2009