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When I was

in San Francisco

I had a great time

North Beach is awesome

Chinatown is quite impressive

Golden Gate Pari

and the Haight Asbury district

were real trips for a young DeadHead

But I had a few fools

trying to put the fear into me

They warned me vehemently

against using the public bathrooms

in San Francisco

I had read some

of John Giorno’s works

on the public bathrooms

in New York City

I surmised that

San Francisco

might be even bolder

I did need to take a dump

before catching a bus

back to Sacramento

I almost went in

but caught myself

I was like “Whoa”

and gracelessly glided

backwards

out of the bathroom

I figured I could wait

until I got back

to San Francisco

So I hop the bus

back to Sacramento

I sleep on the bus

and wake up in Sacramento

I get off the bus

and go into the bathroom

at the bus station

the stall is rather unkempt

I was like

“Okay, the hotel is

only six blocks away.”

It was one of those times

when you have to walk

really fast while clamping

your butt cheeks shut

but luckily I made it

back to hotel in time

and avoided getting into

an embarrassing situation

It was painful

but I survived

My neurotic paranoia

gets me into trouble

more often than

I know how to handle

and the truth is

I really ought to know better

than to harbor such foolish fears

that serve no benefit to anyone

and end up hurting myself

for no reason at all