San Francisco

The city is mythical as well as real even for those who live there Imagined like heaven or hell A certainty of the soul’s need for otherwise Whatever we desire and fear Cafe Trieste of Platonic meeting The warm leisure of potential The stark character of poverty without its obligations Sidewalks crowded with people who live here Towers vertiginous of nothing as abstract or common as money but aluminum mirroring So others may dream the strange things of our familiar places we do not notice

5 June 1987