Moon Day

“THIS MORNING, I SAW ME A DIRTY MAN – JUST A FILTHY, DIRTY MAN!” 11/13/2017 (Moon Day)

His pockets? Undone! His hair was too long.

And, when-he-left-the-restroom! The smell was – Strong.

A Dirty Man! (pause)

Stringy Haired! Dirty Man!

He had some coffee – and spilled it too!

I’d had enough! (pause) I said: “Hey, you!”

“Yes,” he said; he turned to stare!?!?

“Why not – – – use the spray – in there?”

The Bathroom!

“Like – you didn’t care!”

He smiled! I became insane:

“No manners, Mister?” He shook his “mane!”

“I’m sorry!” It was all he said.

I think (maybe) he’s better (off) dead!?

“I’m sorry!” was his same reply!

And then

I saw IT

In his eye!

<He was quite blind!

I shed a tear!

I told him: “Just a dummy – here!”

Then, he reached out a card: With his name in gold!

“Bless You, Friend!” was what it told.

A Dirty Man!

like – all of us. fin. ❤

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