Empty Hat
His face smiled
One twitch
From anger
Eyes imploring Sadness
One blink from madness
Stuck to the road
He owned a bench
Daily he sat waiting;
For an upturn
In his empty hat
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His face smiled
One twitch
From anger
Eyes imploring Sadness
One blink from madness
Stuck to the road
He owned a bench
Daily he sat waiting;
For an upturn
In his empty hat
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<Deleted User> (13762)
Thu 12th Oct 2017 08:09
like Beckett's Godot, feels like we are all waiting for something or someone to show up, to delivery us from whatever. Nice one Desmond. Col.