Saturday, July 25, 2009

"Clothes- ( Old, Torn, Loose, And Unclean )"

And unclean-

A homeless man
Stumbling down the street:

Knowing that he's in the world-

Yet apparently
Being patronised by
Some very grotesque dream.

And anything said to him,
When anything is said at all:

Seems so ludicrous-

Whether anyone thinks he is,
Or isn't dangerous-

As he likes to say to himself,
With what little sanity he has left-

Upon the streets of this city,
He's pretty much seen and heard it all...

And he's curious.

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