Sitting
I have no cash
for days.
I have 40 quarters,
plenty of room for
groceries in my
kitchen.
rent is paid,
I have a roof
and a toilet to
sit.
I am working nights,
at by no means
an ardous job.
nights mean aloofness,
this he likes.
I am reading and
writing and feeling
and questioning,
as the night
blossoms into
day.
I feel alive.
Alive and strong,
I am bold
I am an animal,
---
I am grasping that we
are always here,
and never there.
open the realm
to enjoy this.
Copyright © Frank Guglietta | Year Posted 2013
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