Posts tagged ‘no friends’

CCXLIII

  he never smiled we drank our beers stepping down from bar stool he wished me luck and mumbled “my cane my only friend”    …

CCLXXV

  Searching Only found emptiness Took a break Sat by the river  Saw minnows In close formation Swim by I started to cry Remembering  When  All…

CCCLXXXIII

  most nights alone sitting on cool cement bench he reaches into his sacred small sack grabbing tossing one by one Chattahoochee pebbles into the pond…

CDXX

walking tossing torn photos pulled from dirty bag looking as if…….. relinquishing past the Man frantically shouting to rush hour traffic “please be my friend”  …