seven days in Mexico

we were in Mexico

for seven

days,

six of which it rained.

it tested

our will to live.

the hotel room

was a pool of water.

we ate,

we stayed in bed.

she made plans

for a bike ride,

a trip

to the ruins.

to the jungle, but

we never

made it there.

at last the sun came

out,

and we stared at one

another

in our beach chairs,

hung over and tired,

going home

with a sunburn

we'd never forget.