Just Visiting

I was watchin’ like a seagull – starin’ at all the people. Escaping my own head – wonderin’ about them. The eyes that stared back saw me still as a photograph. I saw the money come and go – watched the trash bin overflow. Soon it was scattered across the floor – a trail leading out the door. Wrote my name and scribbled it out, like you do with words that come from your mouth. Cuz it’s okay to change your mind – the trick’s to do it before you’re out of time. I watched the man no one engaged clean their messes for minimum wage. I was sympathetic – then I was humbled as my ears heard the tune he whistled. I smiled at him in admiration – invited him in to my imagination where he’d exist peacefully as inspiration for a vagabond like me. I fell asleep in a cab – now I’m not sure where I’m at. But there’s a debt that I owe that follows me each place I go. And a smile’s not enough to fix it, which is why my homes are no more than a visit.