John-Ward Leighton

CONCRETE PILLOW

So, you’ve got the blues
tits up on the sidewalk
outside an all night porno shop.
The customers step over your
body in search of a life.
What chances to one would
see me in your place?
There is a twisted grin on your grubby face
are you having a sweet dream
or only a drug induced hallucination?
I should check you for a pulse
but do I want to spend my day on your problems?
Your chest moves so you are breathing
I’ll leave you here
Photo ©Copyright 2006 by John Ward Leightoncovered with the blanket
of indifference
cozy
on your
concrete pillow.