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XOx Uriah xOX Senior Member
since 2006-02-11
Posts 1403Virginia 
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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... in their skin... in their mind... 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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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I like this. I like this very much, for I was homeless when it wasn't cool and I had somewhat the same attitude. You nailed it, buddy. ~*~ I want to hear a Jim Croce song, but it will cut too deep, be too real. ~*~ |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I continually resist becoming attached to "things" and the feeling that I needmore! I like the integrity of your poems and the honesty of the man living within your words. A |
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