I pick up my pieces
like a fussy beggar
examining the gutter
for specific butts
(not too short
ah just a filter left)
and all of this
to assemble myself
just so I can tumble
on down to the corner
loiter at the end of the block
and stare across the street
at the opposite sidewalk
as though it were a new world
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Friday, December 7, 2012
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