I am an ordinary man with the same life span but shortened by habits....
I am a person who's second language is cursing...every second to third word dispersing
f word...
s word....
c words to b words
and it gets worse....as I curse I wonder why....am I that disgusting guy on the train or bus that people look at with the stank eye in disgust?....I am the black sheep at the family party that don't speak back cause I lack what I was before or hardly....I am walked on
spit on
dissed on by that one and this one...
the unwanted
the used
the non excused
the mentally abused that use to get me to do what I didn't want to....
I am....life....do not mislead me
do not mistreat me...
do not walk on me
do not tread on me...
dis-own me...
leave me lonely....I am dead....
do not cry...
do not sigh or shy away from our memory....
do not miss me....
do not kiss me when I lay in my coffin cause many times too often kisses meant nothing....I am nothing...
I am an ordinary man with the same life span but shortened by habits...I am stress...a mess....useless....not important...never was...never would be....but...you know what..I am me....

Ode to a homeless man...
Though there are no shoes on my feet and my filthy clothes are not pressed neat....my arms are tucked underneath my head...i am sleeping still...almost feeling dead...no fear of losing anything...just leave me here with my beer...cause I am....what you see that I am...The homeless man
By: Peter T. DeSpirito