What He Was Talking About (Poem)

I met a man who hadn't used money in over three years.

"There's a revolution happening," he said to me.

"I know." I responded.
                And we left it at that.

Now that night has fallen, I'm not so sure I knew what he was talking about.

                And now that we've parted ways,

I wish I knew.


11/19/2012
Valle de Bravo,
Mexico