The man with the ***** hands
Sat down on the grey pavement and thought that he might as well start calling it the 'gravement'-
After all, this is where his dreams came to die.
He reminisced about the evening prior, when he was
Attacked by a squadron of herring gulls after
Finding an eighth of a bag of chips,
Beside the bin.
He lost that one.

He laughed.
'That's nature for you!'
Still a smile on his face-
He's been hungry three days and he's still
Happier
Than I am.