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User Response Poem: 51st Street
Someone saw me digging through the trash this morning And gave me five bucks The embarrassed gin-mace of the nursing home volunteer Plastered to his face For the three seconds I could see it Before he looked away Everyone is more human than you'd imagine in these streets So I bought two Blacks and a Hershey's Milk Chocolate bar And I watched the candy wrapper blow into the drainage ditch And I picked up a lighter someone had dropped on the ground One those cheap, translucent ones that will melt If you keep the flame burning too long And I made my way back to the place where I sleep Everyone is more human than you'd imagine in these streets At the intersection, I run into Mike Flying the, "Hungry" sign that I'd watched him make With some recycled cardboard and a jumbo Sharpie On the floor of my abandoned-building living room Because he was hungry And KFC hadn't thrown away anything edible in days Everyone is more human than you'd imagine in these streets Wiping my fingers of my snack's melted remains onto the cutoff denim That I've been wearing for six days I round the corner and see J trying to shake off the cops That have him pinned against the security fence around our camp Ryan tells me he has a warrant and an eight-ball of speed in his pocket Sucks, he was supposed to see his daughters tomorrow Everyone is more human than you'd imagine in these streets When it's safe, I slip into my sparsely insulated corner of a Texas July Sweating from the core-heat I've trapped against a discarded mattress And remembering that I used to look at us The way Five-Dollar-Dude looked at me this morning Before I learned the hard way that we're just seeking some of the comfort Enjoyed by the very condo-dwellers who frustrate our ability to obtain it Everyone is more human than you'd imagine in these streets And I'm not saying everyone out here is a saint But I am saying if you need a dollar or a cigarette You've got better odds asking someone camping under the overpass Than someone with one hand on the door of their Lexus And the other one smoking a Marlboro Red And I think when you don't have anything, that Marlboro can tell you a lot Original Poem: poetrysoupdotcomslashpoemslash51stunderscorestreetunderscore1599123
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