I’m just a simple man.
Coffee, Cheerios, Pizza, PB&J’s.
Jeans, sneakers, a couple bucks, a bus ticket.
A pen, paper, a duffel bag, without anywhere to go.
Plenty to write.
Wake up with cobwebs.
Then, the coffee. The smell, cherishing every sip.
The bus ride, looking out the window.
Early in the morning, empty streets, mist.
In the evening, lights, cluster, people happy and sad.
Some walking the streets, from place to place, in a hurry, wandering slowly.
Others waiting at bus stops.
Some homeless. Some with friends, laughing, joking, living.
Archive for January, 2021
Simple Man
January 4th, 2021Writing, Thoughts
January 4th, 2021Jelato, Coffee Toffee, Duffel Bags, Typewriters, Betafish. Wandering from street to street, ally to ally, no place to go. Always hungry, always tired. Never enough sleep. Never enough food. Wasting away. Sun beats down. Burning heat rises from the street. Dirty looks, cold as ice. Skateboards, Hooded sweatshirts. Writing under the stars. A pen, my only friend. Stringing letters into words, words into sentences. Left to right, top to bottom. A blank page becomes a story. City Buses, Bikes, PB&J’s, Batting Cages. Cold leftovers the day after Thanksgiving. A person who is put in a situation to fail, will fail almost every time. Pollution, waste, lies, deceit, miscommunication, wars. There’s almost always a better way. Options, laughter, urban, industrial, peace, gardens, health, honesty, recycling.