in the center of infinity
endless grassy fields,bright green -
and in the center of infinity,
a stage
we claim up on top
from amidst the audience,
and exit stage right
into the shadow
of the shady oak
i encountered a homeless man today,
he was asking for just a few dollars
because he was hungry
but i turned him down,
lying that i had no money on me
(i bit my tongue)
on the way home, i got a bottle of liquor,
i went home and i
consumed it
and the plastic wrapper
from the little debbie's brownie
is just blowing in the wind
3/25/15
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2015-05-16 at 05:18
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