isla mujeres

   

if you were to look

from the front of the upper deck

of the ferry from isla mujeres

to puerto cancun

today at 12:30pm

you would have seen us

over the left shoulder

of the guitar player

fumbling with a 9 volt battery

as he tried to tune his strings

you would have seen my wife

in her movie star sunglasses

and her hair slicked back

lean her head onto my right shoulder

and mine lean over

to touch the top of her head

if you looked closely

just to the side of my left

fire iridium sunglass lens

you would have seen the tear

released from the corner of my eye

and you might wonder

was that tear all that was left over

when our reality

was subtracted from my expectations

or was it simply

the mucous surface of my eye

irritated by the salt in the air

and the speed at which the boat

was traveling.