The City Lights of San Francisco (Graham Nunn)


folding tacos
with her left hand
she rolls a cigarette
 
 
 
wake of the ferry
a young couple fight
over the timetable
 
 
 
long night
sirens fill
the window
 
 
 
summer fly
happy with its own
pile of shit
 
 
 
moon in the west
sickle shaped
leaves of eucalypts
 
 
 
Washington Square
our frisbee catches
the failing light
 
 
 
evening sky
Alcatraz escapes
through the fog