San Francisco, 2019 #5

The inside sees itself for all eternity

Finding a bed is never worth it

Some get to leave

I waited for 10 hours and still they never arrived

If we could escape we’d run to the hills. Then we’d roll down the other side.

Even if the sunsets are amazing ‘round here.

Green bay alone along the concrete sidings.

We rise above the fingers.

Marbles. Run.

Remove thyself!