Another day in hell.
Arizona is a third world country.
Complete with crowded buses
screaming babies
crime
and death from the heat.
I've never seen
an uglier part of America.
I don't know if it's the times
or if it has always been this way.
But it doesn't really matter.
I can't now imagine
a worse place.
Mexico can be bad.
It's a better bad, though,
because there is no pretense
of being good.
I smile to know
I am leaving.
And no matter what happens
in my next port
it will seem
like heaven
when I remember the city
of Phoenix.
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