Frank's Emotiers
 

Scavenger dogs

And handsome homeless men

Watch me.

But they don’t know

About the stories in my head.

The ones where I’m an old man

Who wears nice hats

And walks with other old men in nice hats.

And we are friends.

We have a breakfast place we go to.

We walk there together and don’t speak much.

But other people speak to us.

They say things like, “Hey there!”

And, “Hey boys!”

And we’re delighted to hear such things.

Delighted to know the pink unveiling of another new morning.

Hungerless and spent.

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