The Atoll

Miguel
Remember our sweet undergraduate youth?
How wed make precious pesos last hours long
While crawling tapas bars till curfew time?
How wed hit churros stalls for bags of choux
And dip them deep in chocolate and laugh
Hector
Ive moved on from adversity senor
But you are stuck in history of self
I know of wizards more harsh than I am
Miguel
There flies my cousin strapped in jellyfish
His whooshing jetpack entering stealth mode
His munted menials vanish into air
Adios great wizard I sense amnesty
Gloria
Ill walk you youngsters through the burrito