2 Free near a blotched, gray haired old man
3 Exhibiting for the people this day
4 From his three seats in exile
5 Repeating
6 Words, smells and phrases too loudly
7 Drawing whispers and pouting disdain
8 Rearranging his hair that's not there
8 Rearranging his hair that's not there
9 He continues to say the same words over again
10 Speaking in utter confusion
11 At how a woman can buy both stockings and shoes
12 And wear out the stockings leaving high heels looking new
13 "I just don't understand it!"
14 "Why are they different?"
(reworked from 23.03.96 poem written in Vancouver, Canada)
I've never been to Canada, yet I'm sure I've seen the same man! Every city must have a few like this. Can definitely relate to this.
ReplyDeleteThe reaction of the crowd is also very recurring, isn't it? Nobody wants to sit near a crazy man.
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