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Tonight as I was going down 14th st I bumped into Dean the Bum, he was smoking a cigarette 'didn't see him at first, I was staring at the sky, he was gazing at the ground. I stopped and said hi, half a smile floated on the bum's face, "how's it going my darling one?" he asked. "Good" I replied like I meant it... and I,in turn, showed my teeth, they weren't any whiter. "Great, sweatheart,..." he took a puff on the cigarette and said "the wind is soft tonight..." It was a breezy night, warm,sorrowful The night's eyes, Dean's eyes, my everyday blues. so I thought to myself Walk away from the bum and the smoke, Walk away from crooked teeth and shadows. Tonight as I was going down 14th st I bumped into Dean the Bum, he was smoking a cigarette. 'didn't recognize him at first, I was lost into the crispy atmosphere, he was reaching for the outside. He stopped and said hi, half a smile floated on my face, "How's it going my dear friend?" I asked "Great..." and he inhaled "Glad to hear it,man" I replied. He then smiled this humanly sad smile, looked around and said "the wind is soft tonight..." It was a breezy night,warm,mournful The night's eyes, Dean's eyes, my everyday blues. so I thought to myself Walk away from the bum and the smoke, Walk away from crooked teeth and shadows. and I walked a thousand miles through the night behind I left the bum and the blues but I found the bum at my doorstep he smiled this humanly sad smile, and told me to look around,so I did the wind has switched direction. He shook his head and said "Oh my darling one, don't you know I'm all you've got." So I open the door and let him in... |
excellent, very intent, I love the words| Posted on 2006-07-13 00:00:00 | by gjenkins | [ Reply to This ] | |