Poetry of San Francisco

Graffiti on the front steps of a townhouse on Haight St: ‘Pig tested, Big Brother approved.’

Man to woman on street: ‘Do you have 25 cents? No? Thanks anyway diablo motherf***ing satanic fingernail-ripping b****.’

Original composition, inspired by my friend Sarah’s predilection for haikus (for example, see June 26 post in Euroclass09):

San Francisco sucks
Everyone is so happy
They hog good karma

Man at bus stop: ‘Are you homeless?’
Me: ‘No, but thanks for asking.’

I really should buy some new clothes. Fortunately, thrifty chic is the norm in China. I take off in a few hours.

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