meet you in the tender shoots
of weeds growing in the cracks between
the hardest concrete
we'll dine on sunshine peeking through
the tallest man-made mountains
expect  the people walking by to shy away
from us
like we are roaches
and subsist on subway blasts of gas
get ruddy hungry because we are ******
and everyone else is better
cardboard boxes overheads and lonely curled up
rags our pillows
and once a while we find perchance  
a chicken leg thrown out
you are right though
society
you don't want to encourage us with free ****
like food or water
we might breed