More Than Flesh Alone

Posted: December 14, 2012 in Uncategorized
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being hungry is abnormal

having to steal bread

to feed a dry open mouth,

moisture limited

whiskey an old memory

as was those magnolia walls

rooms in house,

house now held by bank

who dangle tempting finance options

that could never work out,

once lavish clothes

thread thinned to paleness,

how long since he spoke

to her on cellular

a year or six,

not remembering,

as his own smell disgusted him,

forever was a point of departure

of a very short journey,

tearing stolen bread,

crumbs to tongue eyes closed

feel a source of nourishment

and a possibility of tomorrow

3wordwednesday

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Comments
  1. Very vivid portrait of homeless man and his reality. Poverty is never pretty, real, but not easy to focus in on. There is empathy in your words and that makes the poem breathe.

    Elizabeth

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