girls like you
January in July.
Humid in Bali.
Around the block past the stands,
Searching for a lucrative currency exchange.
January in a hostel.
Air conditioning and English signs.
A communal breakfast table.
Some white toast and orange marmalade.
January in a bind.
Exploring flight options on the computer,
Wondering where to go next,
Already here too long, with a visa expiring soon.
Walking in and it’s January there,
Standing in the kitchenette,
Microwaving dinner during hostel quiet hours.
Had a little too much to drink,
Plans to go to the beach tomorrow,
And an English song playing inside.