From the eyes of a lowly homeless person seeing from below not high . . . Lying on a subway platform begging for food they see laces and very few faces. Sitting protected in the shade of a corner building, the homeless sees feet, not meat. The homeless poetry of Scott Abbott brings us . . .“Ankles and Shoes, Ankles and Shoes”
by Scott Abbott
Ankles and shoes, ankles and shoes,
Submerged beneath the financial news,
A coin may be flipped, a coin may be tossed,
A soul self serving, a breakfast of frost,
Memory fragments, drew down the curtain,
Breathe still exhaled, reasons uncertain,
Herds of strangers with familiar laces,
Test acoustics of a concrete matrix,
Intruding upon a homeless muse,
Left with the vision of ankles and shoes.
___________
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Submerged beneath the financial news,
A coin may be flipped, a coin may be tossed,
A soul self serving, a breakfast of frost,
Memory fragments, drew down the curtain,
Breathe still exhaled, reasons uncertain,
Herds of strangers with familiar laces,
Test acoustics of a concrete matrix,
Intruding upon a homeless muse,
Left with the vision of ankles and shoes.
___________
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