scribble

A Poem by H.

Hey, don't ask me.

i saw a scribble sitting

sadly on the street

looking less hellbent

than weary and weak.

i asked him

directions

to get to next week.

he said

"make of me what

menially meaningless

meanings may be.

i'm just a

scribble

sitting on the street."

© 2009 H.

Author's Note

Edited formatting on 22 Feb 2009.

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Author

H.

Panama City, FL

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I've thrown away the map, but can't let go of the wheel. I'm a musician. I've been writing poetry for much longer than I've been playing, so it's odd I consider myself as such first and foremost. .. more..

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