Cruising the Haight

going to the Haight
visions of brotherhood and love
at one with the legends
of the age of aquarius
acting on impulse fueled
by Mary Jane and countless stories
I drove
laughing

cruising through, I saw graffiti and filth
homeless wanderers and young prostitutes
beckoning to anyone at all
so I drove on through
no direction
thinking of Berkeley


2/96 /Mary Ratcliff