Man Down on Main Street

Man Down on Main Street

hey, I noticed you watching

all the old men

picking over their breakfasts

and fighting

to wipe the fat from the pan

across the back of

  a palm and onto their crusts ..

dear lord, I think

I’ve just fallen in love with

the indent of your

anatomical snuff box and will

therefore endeavour

before I eventually leave this

god forsaken haven

to set a kiss print upon it just

for old times’ sake

    and a precautionary measure

to prevent both my

pencil thin lips from turning blue

     and silent forever ..

doubled up, face down and lost

on a sidewalk

    just outside the old Night Shelter ..