Two minutes in San Francisco
My two minute walk through San Francisco from the BART station to my bus stop. 
I enter the sea of people
Everybody rushing
Smells of urine
Cars honking
Cars everywhere
No parking
Extreme wealth
Extreme poverty
“Can you spare a few dollars?” (Pretend not hear him.)
Feel guilty
Notice the ground is wet
I wonder: Where do all the homeless people in San Francisco sleep on rainy nights?
Loud after work crowd of drunk men walks by
I get on the bus
Another day around the Bay comes to a close.
And, I am happy to be heading home.
