Foreigners, as a rule
are circus people:
way too lonely to resist a silent siege,
way too noisy to assist one with silence.
But rules are broken,
and accents are spoken in:
so why not just applaud
and stay on to see what's next?

Next, is the fact that foreigners are mid-
term creatures, like strangers:
giving misleading directions,
weaving imperfect descriptions,
leaving one with the impression they will
escape the local gravity at last.
Hence, every visit to them is the last one.

Hence, the need to talk,
and walk across the fence, to meet
each other, everyone depending as always on
the kindness of strangers.