What You Can See When The Farmer's Market Is In Town

By Hector Lopez Jaime

it’s one of those things

that i’d cut a foot off

before going to it

it’s one of those things

white people with too

much time enjoy

it’s one of those things

that might be ruined by

clouds spelling rain

the sad thing about

seeing a crowd of 

people in this country

is that it means

nothing, just people

trying to sell each

other shit they won’t

need at prices they

can’t afford without

credit cards, i can

only see it so many

times before the scene

of these thin wallet

corpses brings me to

drinking alone

if they took the lightrail they might have seen

the cigarette butts

making an uneven

mosaic over the concrete

the bicycles with their

wheels removed by owners

who have precious little to loose

the huddled homeless

shaded by an umbrella

smoking out of a crackpipe

if you ask me, sights like these

beat the hell out of a farmer’s market

By Hector Lopez Jaime