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Super-sized meal undersized heart
I see him on the main streets
aggressively panhandling
ranting at things only he could see.
He once surprised me in the Mcdonalds drive through
banging on my car window with a fist filled with steam
barking incoherently
motioning to roll down the window.
I quickly jerked away from his fifty caliber eyes.
Didn't spare him one dirty dime.
While eating my supersized meal off to the side
I silently justified that he looked to clean
wore better sneakers than me.
Some say angels crisscross our paths
in full disguise to measure the beat of our wings.
Copyright ©
Anthony Biaanco
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