The People's Poet Tony Robles–SF Art commission award winning Author of cool don't live here no more and fingerprints of a hunger strike

No other place


There’s no other place
That changes colors
Changes faces
Changes places
Changes plume
Changes fume
Like this place

Moving at a flaccid
Placid pace with
Chameleon intentions
With everywhere and
No where to go

No other place
Where trickled down
Tye dyed tears tell
Lies while rainbows
Are painted the
Color of blood

There’s no other
Place that can assume
You and consume you
In a cup with a $5
Price tag

No other place
That tattoos it’s
Buildings on our
Skin in the ink of
Thick fog then
Burns it off over
And over again

No other place
Where eye sockets
Are mined and flags
Are planted the length
Of spine

No other place
Where the bridges
Cross you and dare
You to jump into
The deep end of a
Post card

No other place
Where your face
Is on a wanted poster
One day and on an
Unwanted poster
The next

No other place
That makes love
To you and makes life
To you and sucks you
Thru a straw and leaves
You with a thin blanket

No other place that
Suspends you
Upends you
Unearths you at
The drop of an

There’s no
Other place for
Me to be

No other
Place that kisses
Me goodbye over
And over again

No other

(C) Tony Robles 2017