I talked to the
happy homeless man,
who never reaches
out his hand.
Seen as sad
by those
who pass
and thought
to bear a
damaged mind,
because he
does not possess
the ability to
perceive his own plight.

He said he found
great humor in
the never ending
nonsensical notions
of important people
doing important deeds
amid the clutter of
important things.

I asked for an example

He said,
"Like...

those who are
LIVING

wherever they may be...

who sometimes wonder...

"Where will I live? "

He laughed

Took my five dollars

Gave me back two

and told me
to buy myself
something nice.

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