21.9.10

Tree, you provide me shade and oxygen.
Porch, you provide me prospect and content.
Together, you are my sanctuary;
you are my God.


Bums sing in apartment stairwells.
Bums barter cigarettes on the canal.
Bums stow away in elevators.
Bums collect cans because
Bums are eco-friendly.


I have nothing important to say,
LEST YE BE BORN AGAIN!

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