First Avenue Downtown San Diego

So I beat the pavement
for a while
dirty shoes keeping time
black teeth,
drowned in coffee,
feeding time from a weak mind,
drenched by the poison cloud
of downtown haze,
I head toward the ocean,
for a piece of salt breeze,

and hot black coffee.  

Let’s eat out all the time

If you’d looked
At anyone
Else like that, they’d
Have taken you for a vile
Specimen

I guess I don’t
Know any
Better
Ha
Ha

It’s OK to laugh
When you’re
Not around,
Generally I mean

Pirate

Your father burnt you in ways
That make the nights long and wrecked
In a way that my tongue
Free of blasphemy and coarseness cannot soothe

Your father told lies with his hands
Now you walk without delicateness or trepidation
Look at you plundering the seas, sea plunderer!
Taking what you can, sea plunderer! Pirate!