To Each Their Own, Wandering For That Bone

The man always on the wrong side of town limbs tied hanging upside down; South bound head in the sky would look North but afraid what might be found shakes the ropes loose, yet still tied up in his mind a delirious man's noose, a businessman's suite, a bored man's news, a musician's flute not a person is constrained to nothing even a divorced, betting man is married to bluffing couch potato is committed to thumbing all is engaged to something notice that the happy-go-lucky man is always humming while he strolls about on the wrong side of town