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Right Turns Hard Times
Right Turns Hard Times
David J Walker
Only a scooter as if
a Scooter
was just a toy
The memory disguised
as an errant thought
Brought tears of joy
To a man returning to a boy
Before he could possible
die alone at home again and again
Alone becomes his synonym for a
A European Fone
Disconnected from
a forgotten number
Written on discarded paper
Memories default into faultiness
Thoughtless defaults into
a sign of senselessness
The old the deaf and blind
Await whatever is nameless
but next
The blind man on the scooter
Stopped at the corner
perplexed
But still attempts to fit in and
Cannot comprehend
The times and how behind
He has become
The scooter turns the corner
And he is gone
Copyright ©
David Walker
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