found on dolores @ 16th, brown leather shoe eats gold & softens into warm walk.
he was fixing the gas line on laguna at oak. we had a nice conversation, but i forgot to ask his name.
ode to your bursting crimson flesh, oh nectarine! to your body now inflamed to your half chewed sinews dreaming to your asshole, to your eye
found at webster @ ellis this exhausted mattress and pillow trying to get back home after a rough night on the town.
on the mission bus 49 headed north, two men in a moment of quiet contemplation between gab sessions.