Wednesday, August 25, 2010

I watched an old beaten

homeless woman argue

with an invisible man

for two hours and I

swear I’ll never die again.

I wanted to lift her spirits to

the highest heaven and tell her

nothing was ever her fault.

I wanted to kiss her, and hold her,

and remove her oily sports bra

just as filthy as she was.

She wouldn’t need

no change with me, no sir.

Yeah I’d love to be her

invisible man.

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