189

Some place

 Central America

Woke up soaking wet

All through night

He sweat

Looking at mosquito net

Got up

Walked down to the sea

Rendezvous

With the señora

She asked

“Is everything ready?”

Symbiotic relationship

Based on greed

Both tangled together

In the weeds

He is her token gringo

Because he always succeeds

Complicated

Dangerous

Game

Living under an assumed name

Continues playing

Only himself to blame