trying to catch up
to the rat race
   reading
       Sam Shepard
    in a chair
staring at sagauro cactii
    there's no joy
in the
    saloon
     just shouting
        and fighting
   someone lost a tooth -
     for breakfast
 I had eggs
and beans
  and beets
   and cold coffee
not even iced
   still
 I'm not a stranger
   to these parts
     I know the back doors
and who's
not going home tonight
   but it doesn't matter
to me
   just another
      rainy day in the city of
angles