There’s an old man sitting beside the train station
He used to work there, but his sight floundered, he was let go
He’s

Loss of Innocence

i wear no clothes at the river,
returning to nature as a sad lover
touching earth skin to skin.
mingling

As I walk away
With a memory fading
Another does form in my mind

Thoughtful encounters
Of daydreaming drifters
Lost in the annals

If you’re ever tempted
to let your heart stray,
please have the strength
to just walk away.

Don’t be enticed
To

A homeless man, no food, his bed the street,
Asking for money or anything I can spare to help him back on his feet,
“All