there’s an eviction notice for a sidewalk

houseless encampment next to a Tesla

repair shop next to a Whole Foods next

to an open patch of land with a “FOR

LEASING” sign next to university housing

the mayor’s house is a stone’s throw from

a bucket of stones gossiping about un-lit fires

making no dents in city council meeting minutes

if survival was on the agenda we wouldn’t have

human floods in the streets every three years

good-hearted citizens shed sympathetic tears

on the morning commute to blood money

liberal imaginations take weekdays off

the weekends too—if the price is right