the alarm, sense of Wanderer
set in
realizing I was homeless
a true rolling stone
no family no friends
just a yearning for a safe place
to lay myself down
the luxury of a shower
clean clothes
a corner in a room...
but found myself
on the ground, alongside Shoal Creek
a bite of bread
scavaged from a dumpster
and my backpack
my only comforts
walked and walked
till literally could walk no more
the blisters on my feet
burning from the pavement of Austin's August sun
a homeless wanderer
in my late 50's
sever spinal degeneration in my neck
sapping, draining my strength
but, Walk on, Walk on
set in
realizing I was homeless
a true rolling stone
no family no friends
just a yearning for a safe place
to lay myself down
the luxury of a shower
clean clothes
a corner in a room...
but found myself
on the ground, alongside Shoal Creek
a bite of bread
scavaged from a dumpster
and my backpack
my only comforts
walked and walked
till literally could walk no more
the blisters on my feet
burning from the pavement of Austin's August sun
a homeless wanderer
in my late 50's
sever spinal degeneration in my neck
sapping, draining my strength
but, Walk on, Walk on