San Francisco Poem

August 2005


Catman’s 2 cats harnessed and sleeping
in a supermarket cart atop covers
on Market and Powel in San Francisco.
(they’ve got)
100 feet of cord says he
their master, toothless and ponytailed
as he checks to find my quarter
in his tin box.
Sleeping and still
move-less orange beings
healthier than he, it seems to be.
The homeless man in San Franciso on Market Street.

One thought on “San Francisco Poem

  1. i like this one…i’m a fan of observational poetry.

    you commented on one of my poems – i’m katie from ontario, canada.

    thanks for your comment!

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