Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …


07 July 2013



I wander the streets, eyes always alert,

what’s worthless to you, I can utilize..

I’m handy at fixing things, good as new,

come down, see my place, you might be surprised.

Your eyes will adjust, just give them a bit,

it isn’t much, but it’s what I call home,

free electricity, radio, TV.

There’s a code, but down here, you’re on your own.

No one’s got my back, I do what I can.

it is better than being on the streets,

Plans? Just waking up alive is my plan.

I spend my days wandering up above.

I’m cautious, but friendly, I read a lot,

Am I happy? I guess, for what I’ve got.


7 July, 2013 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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