Rich Man, Nomad

be the bum

 

Swallowing warm bullets of green tea

In the LA sun, on a downtown bus stop

No clear path in mind

Just a three day old metro day pass

 

Riding the lines from Hollywood to Long Beach

Playing familiar tunes for coins, pocket lint, and shirt buttons

Pleasant people with mapped out destinations

First off to the local Starbucks, then to their penthouse apartments

 

Hacking cough that’s been lingering for weeks

An assortment of dirt underneath the fingernails

Hands dried out, encrusted with crazy glue

Fallen through the cracks of another’s dry hands

 

Lighting assorted cigarette butts

Stomping them out, there good for one or two puffs

Today was the grandest of days; I am extremely wealthy

I have eaten a warm meal

Author's Note

you let me know =D