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    dots Submission Name: The drunken mandots
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    Author: ShiveringFire
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    dotsThe drunken mandots
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    I have seen him often
    Wandering up and down the dusky street
    Totally drunken, dripping wino
    Wasted like scattered cigarette-ash.

    He shrieks and shouts, spits and spouts
    A lot of hatred and suddenly hurls a stone
    On pigeons preening and dancing
    On my neighbour’s window ledge.

    They fly away quietly to return again

    At this he beams a triumphant smile
    As he tries to stand back on his feet
    The little prank has healed his pride
    And confirmed him as the prince of street.




    Submitted on 2011-02-17 01:14:06     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      "wasted like scattered cigarette ash"

    the old burnt out bum...but there is still a bit of fire left in his gut...as he chases away the pigeons just to prove to himself that he is still King of the street...

    it's his territory, they are just borrowing a section till he decides to chase them away, or not...

    in parallel, he has a little bit of himself left...just a little...he is a shell of the person he once was...and maybe the smile is his thought that if he really wanted to, he could fly away from this life.

    a moving piece.

    jacob
    | Posted on 2011-03-29 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]
      Hehe...Well, I have seen things similar pertaining to the same behavior from intoxication of a person.Mainly as of a homeless man, who is basically old and down on luck.You as a writer have the ability to present something effortlessly that can show the good and great sunny side of life.Then you can draw what is sad, hard, difficult to bear witnessing or it triggers some peoples ignorance, rather off as a amusing situation.

    For the homeless drunk old timer.He is the ill of society but I can never say he does not know anything of absolute knowledge.He is just a person that abused and did wrong as of freedom of choice and his decisions to submit to a low atmosphere.

    I guess to understand it more you have to go into the streets based on your own similar experience (s) in life, though anyone can get a clear visual from this.
    | Posted on 2011-03-11 00:00:00 | by Rex Gold | [ Reply to This ]
      Good read...
    | Posted on 2011-03-03 00:00:00 | by ShadowsnLights | [ Reply to This ]
      tehe... I like it.
    | Posted on 2011-02-23 00:00:00 | by Undead37 | [ Reply to This ]
      sounds like you captured a moment of life and wrote what you saw
    | Posted on 2011-02-17 00:00:00 | by theinforment | [ Reply to This ]
      A nice little window into a world we seldom see.
    | Posted on 2011-02-17 00:00:00 | by BlankSheet | [ Reply to This ]


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