One Sunday morning
in December
I found myself run out
of rolling papers
Fortunately I had
some Cannabis chocolate
The Day begins
in pervasive light
Over to the vicinity
of Latham square
The previous day
I had noticed a very strange
young man hereabouts
Cross-eyed mono-browed
werewolf hairline
He looked like a denizen
of the Isle of Doctor Moreau
a dog man sniffing out
hand-outs
He was here again today
and followed into the store
cajoling people for funding
The store had another door
on Telegraph,
and I discretely withdrew
Gothic Cathedral
flat-iron building
City under
Reconstruction
City under
Reconstruction
Oblique alleyway into
the Frankie O. plaza where
all the demos begin
The Rotunda
owned by the villain
trying to ram in a coal
terminal at the Port
Riotous illustrated art
in a niche gallery
Downtown becomes
Toontown
Darkness seems
to cover the earth
Mudra
Oakie Doakie
Brick wall
remnant of previous
civilization
Looking toward
City Hall
Refurbished
Latham Square
Eternity every moment
Not yet a skate park
Civic Centered
The Happiest
of Holidays
And to all
a good afternoon
A guy sleeps under a
a great Oak tree
a great Oak tree
in Oakland center
Let it all hang out
Let it all hang out
I gave a nervous skinny kid
a sandwich,
He had a book of
his obsessive writings,
didn't encourage talk
his obsessive writings,
didn't encourage talk
Vast new mural
on Broadway
looks on impassively
Stay centered
in the center of town
in the center of your mind
Stay centered
in the center of town
in the center of your mind
Listen to the Lion
December 2018
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