quarta-feira, 15 de abril de 2015

The man who hands out flyers

Beard grey and black
Never eye contact
socks and flip flops
just before the fruit stall

Almost a smile
a yellow stained tooth toward tarot
got him out on the street slow, while it's busy
Southern cross street's full, his hand is panflet flush, but he's empty

Most don't see him
Lamp post common
Soft and lost, he turns to offer a flyer
eyes and hands ignore

He's still happy yellow tooth out
before the newsstand dodging midday drunks
stepping between mobile vendors
Litter and noise pollution offenders

He doesn't know you
doesn't even pretend to

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