Goodbye San Francisco 

There is something to say of free onset will

How your people overjoy in togetherness 

How the culture whips through my veins 

Unfamiliar laundry mats 

Covered in a language far ancient beyond my own

For this neighborhood I see beyond my eyes

Is more than a neighborhood 

But a way of togetherness 

Rooted in tradition 

Your cabled sunsets 

And straight-lined boulevards 

Sanded against the trifling curves of your body

Blossoming are your colors 

Of your towns and people

Rusted away in etched fog

I leave with you in my heart 

For I now really know what my heart is capable 

The entirety of love and sacrifice 

Purely vulnerable in your rolling hills

Goodbye to you 

And your everlasting memory