We got off at the wrong island
mistaking the Kimilos for Milos,
when called over the crackling loud speaker of the boat.
We went with the first woman who approached,
climbing the hill from the port after her
to a little dusty bunglow on the road.
We have traveled all night, so this morning
we are very sleepy, we close the curtains
and sleep until night.
When we awake we go down to the port where
we spotted a restuarant this morning.
To our surprise, everyone is about,
drinking, playing games and laughing.
We see the moon over the water.
We smile, eat and smoke.
Tomorrow we swim.
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