intrigued

a way of life.

imagine waking up to a burnt sky with a splash of ash filling the horizon as i lay on the cold pavement and watch the world walk.

blooded eyes, blurred past and bad breath reveal secrets that only the woke can predict

wild eyes wandering, fighting for hope in this hopeless world

i embrace the only living creature i've ever known and hug him tight as if he's about to go, i feel like a child again even though he is so old, the warmth radiates as i squeeze and sigh

i slowly rise and put out a cup, busy street and i get a pound, maybe two

i begin to stand with my newfound treasure

'come on boy' with no strings attached we march through the roads, without a worry if we locked a door or shut a car door, as i give him a pat on his back

i feel rich for second until my hunger cries out, a pound or two becomes a penny with bread and water - i split it in half with my partner for life.

this is our life, but i came with nothing and i will leave with nothing