Sidewalk Cigarettes

Subject: Sidewalk Cigarettes Sun Jul 24, 2016 5:14 am

Cold one last night
But at least mostly dry
The park was abandoned
No cops drove on by
But time for some new shoes
These cramp me like hell
Two sizes too small
But I couldn’t tell
Heard by the grapevine
That Jimmy has passed
Tough guy for the street life
We thought he would last
A lonely lot yassir
But free of the rules
That mess up the flophouse
They think we’re all fools.
Once found myself working
And pulling a cheque
The taxes and time clocks
Most left me a wreck
They knew I was different
And set me apart
And smirked as I checked in
Oh where was their heart?
The street least is neutral
And offers strange fare
I’ll pass by the bus hub
There’s lotsa smokes there.