Thursday, July 29, 2004
Thought I'd Write A Poem....
Stumble Drunk
stumble drunk
into the pole
stare up at the light
it stares back
we talk for a while
I move on
have a friendly conversation with an adjacent
parking meter
he offers me a ride home
I decline, but thank him with a quarter
the ground offers me a hug
i accept
it is warm
if not a little wet
from the rain
