Post by donald on Dec 31, 2012 11:48:44 GMT -5
Dressed in the rags of time and places
Signifying in loud incoherent phrases
With bluff and blunder
He talks a storm / Sings as thunder
Scaring tourists and their children
From tame towns that have no Zen
With once dull eyes they come
To see just another homeless bum
Believing their lives are the only way
They lie to self wishing they
Could also speak the magic of dirt and dust
And do what the dust dancer must.
( Eccentric homeless person
rants and raves on the streets of NYC )
Signifying in loud incoherent phrases
With bluff and blunder
He talks a storm / Sings as thunder
Scaring tourists and their children
From tame towns that have no Zen
With once dull eyes they come
To see just another homeless bum
Believing their lives are the only way
They lie to self wishing they
Could also speak the magic of dirt and dust
And do what the dust dancer must.
( Eccentric homeless person
rants and raves on the streets of NYC )