went from kid
barefoot in
fountain
wishes
to kissing fists
and sleeping
ditches..
every weekday,
from dawn’s
first
crow through
numbest
noons,
my skull’s full of
hammers
and mind just
split off for
another
spin..
around throbbing
tooth moon.
went from being the
kid in soggy
boots
to..
to stranger in
a booth.
Grumpy Gorman
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image adapted from photo by Jerome Liebling at – https://collections.artsmia.org/art/100534/man-in-restaurant-booth-weirton-west-virginia-jerome-liebling