homeless

unyielding concrete and ungainly busses warble in the heat of the rising dew. the streets don’t forgive and i cannot seem to forget their complete lack of mercy. here lines are straight and stray dogs share dumpsters full of discarded food and empty boxes. the only shade has wilted away from the trees. the smog strangles cigar smoking fat cats in their sweaty business suits. the smell of coffee lifts me up, but i’ll be imbibing on cheaper corners than this.

i dust off my jeans, pick up my cup, and start walking.

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