A Vagabond
By Richard L. Provencher
Fri, 20 Jun 2014
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In the shuffle of midnight rain
a man seeks respite in the corner
of a garbage bin --- the wooden kind,
built to sustain leftovers from someone’s
kitchen table, so convenient
for the residue of him.
Once he too shared life’s overflow,
cutlery shiny in its newness
table set for four --- wife lovely
and the two of them
causing love to run wild,
came bills and sickness, lost the car
around a curve --- life
turned pages into a future of anguish.
Now in the twilight of life’s flow
no longer able to restrain
the bottle, brings it to knowing lips
-- to forget.
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