Useful Things

Hunched,

Atop curbside discard

Sifting tops of steel,

Brown hands,

Weathered/worn-

In search of useful things

Disavowed

Avenues of lust-

Simple now, so simple it became

Once the hindrance of vanity

Emptied out its shame

Disavowed

Boulevards of luck-

Its so easy now, how easy it became

Once the hindsight resets

Pictures fall from broken frames

If only it was known back then

Perhaps possibility wouldn’t have hoodwinked sense,

Who knew?

That trusting those elected few

Would set you up to fail

The way society did for you

Who knew?

Shuffling

Back and forth,

You pace I see, in similar ways as me

Is it the cold, or unknowing that you fear the most?

Your pride lets you smile

As your bearded mouth smiles crooked

One corner to the grime

Then other to the sky

I asked if you wish it all back

 To the stars you tilt neck in haste

Pausing in the marinade you taste upon your tongue

“ And be removed from all of this,” in a tone I wish I didn’t know, “Hell no I’d rather die”

In ragged dress

All possessions carried with

Yet but one’s all you seem to care for

A locket’s caress-

From clavicle to chest,

Dangling but shining still

Those faces you once kissed,

Tucked asleep in bend, told stories

That made everything wrong,

Seem special still

But that was back

When you lived

And were one

Of the useful things 

Brian got me thinking about doing right by others.  He put together a wonderful write about the sex trade and was hosting Poetry Jam this week, with Awareness Poetry as the theme.  Well this type of thing is something I strongly believe in.  Well anyhow, It was one of those things, when you want to write something, with a particular idea in mind, but nothing comes from it.  Other ideas certainly surface, but the one you want to arise, just wasn't happening.  So, as is normally the case, forget it and it shall quit playing the hide-and-seek game.  As was the case here.  So I thought it appropriate to use as my submission for The D'Verse Open Link Night. Cheers!!