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Dress for Less: photo by efo, 31 March 2013
Everything that once seemed near
now seems far away. On the 18, Carlos
with bandaged hand
politely tucks his 12 ounce
can into the black plastic bag
which he switches into his rucksack
which he switches into his rucksack
and says, Got to get indoors
soon. The rain the cold. I think
I'll get off at Cedar. No
maybe Vine.
Carlos
is in his sixties,
street grizzled,
a thinker
a thinker
beyond his present
inconvenienced
station, holds
a post
a post
graduate degree
in Roman history,
one year around this season
on the pavement outside
the chain pharmacy outlet
where Christmas trees were being sold
we discussed
the Star in the East,
the Journey of the Mages,
and Mazdaism,
with a military vet
with a military vet
in a baseball cap
who was pissed off
beyond apparent cause
or reason
until calmed by
thoughtful words -- philosophy
a consolation
until calmed by
thoughtful words -- philosophy
a consolation
but this year
seems like
nobody's much
up for it.
Dress for Less: photo by efo, 31 March 2013