Spanish steps

Spanish steps,
flamenco parlour games.
strut your pose,
crow…
rooster cock-a-doodle-doo
clog my ears with
your whining –
incessant begging for attention.

Pray to the disenchanted,
the disavowed reject you.
dirt roads lead nowhere,
dead end prancers skip rocks against
corrugated roofs.

We know you,
no exceptions
every white-bread cracker has his day,
must own up to inner demons.
Parched,
lips cracked and bleeding
spray food particles at a
dizzy
sun-baked outhouse,
shame no child should bear.