nowhere man

nowhere man.pic for poem


a vagrant slouches in the doorway

like a bee fallen into apathy

and he glances at a waste bin with shallow contempt

for its dismal offerings and the fanfare of flies

that guard the lurid bounty of spent purchases

so casually tossed away


lunch-time in the metropolis and the big game

stroll oblivious to the man who lies wounded

his hours of need yawning into a squeezed frame

as his eyes focus on something far away

beyond all this unpleasantness,  just like the bee

quiet before a fall into the longest silence


and I am yet another silent witness

complicit with the hunters

a voyeur to misery – blinkered

and covered in fabric that may someday find

it’s way into another bin – soiled charity

just offering my rags to him

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