SFO + 5 Stars

Again in an airport, SFO again, E gates again, Thursday night again, waking up tomorrow to again log in to my computer. So much effort going into these work trips but the motion is becoming ingrained in me, even the flight times are always same. The whole evening feels like catching a glass falling off the table. I sense less intrigue in the airport though, perhaps the novelty of possibility is growing dull. I hope not, I hope I’m just hungry.

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5 stars for Lobsang

You tell me in the Uber ride
so sad so sad so sad
and you say the phrase three times
each for a different way
the city has beaten you down
nothing so so so sad though
because you live everyday
because you know to favor an alley way
to cut around the traffic
the bay your homebase
when your car was towed
and held for a $650 fine last week
you paid the city and said the lot
was bumper to bumper cars waiting
to go to auction, you could barely walk
so sad so sad so sad
you were towed because of a new zone
made for a diplomat’s visit
when they arrived the city towed cars
flushed the streets of garbage
took the houseless and pushed them into hotels
you hoped they had a party, indoors
with hot water, warm for a few nights
until the city pushed them
back out into the street
so sad so sad so sad you say