average stranger

today is the day and gone down the drain

follow the water slipping and sliding

finally waking from the daze clouding view from

where I sit is not too good as smoke floats directly

into my eye tears will not fall to the floor       

where bare feet stand firm tell me where I

am going and where I have been real before more

days until leaves call my name spoken by

few of us here have any answers to speak of

this is wonderful sight and sound becoming one

and learning the ways in order to get a           

better understanding again not so tall as

before more weeks and a month long journey to        

where the road sharply turns and tossing

restless sleep disturbed by a thief steal my

shut eyes and I fall face flat smash crashing rain

makes a crooked hat seem so straight ahead

down the road from where I work at

becoming what I might need more than

the average stranger…