Homeless
Homeless
Like the hawk spiraling
On a downdraft;
A suicidal freefall
Crashing through rented rooms
friend’s couches, to the dirty floor
And finally here, in the street
Wearing someone else’s clothes
Standing on a corner at night
In a city I do not know
Copyright © John Tansey | Year Posted 2019
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