Just so
I roll up my sleeping
and step into another
shitty day
Maybe it rains on everyone OK
and the sun shines
and all of nature sings
but I have no business today
I have nothing to offer
others
yet I’m not poor
I could set the world in order
and push it like a toy car
but that’s not my role
rather to be of no use at all
and be totally incapable
of cruelty
They say the day will come
when everyone will have enough
and the people will be as one
and so I prepare all my things
and so they don’t get angry
I explain all this stuff to the spirits
to try to keep my mind steady
but such a wanderer
is the mind.
——Jerry Ferraz, San Francisco
