today my home is on the road
as i wander the streets of flagstaff
and hike the red rocks in sedona

i remember the story i was told by
a native american woman when i was younger
about why the dirt is red
she said it was Coyote who wanted
to be with the Star
and she told him he could be with her
if he danced all night
and then
SPLAT

today i am thinking
of the violence
inherent in this system
where i can't
get a job
because i don't have an address
and i can't
get an address
because i don't have a job

where i have to choose between
going to a peace vigil
and getting a free meal
between eating dead animals
or not eating

where i can't
visit my friends
in jail
because i don't want to
hitchhike
across the country
alone

yet the kindness shown to me
and the beauty of this landscape
is enough
to last
a thousand lifetimes
as i eat food from strangers
and watch the arizona sunset
i can say i taste true joy