It was clear he didn’t belong.
His hair was shabby
and his clothes revealed him.

He smoked a cigarette, and then two.
A couple walked past
while he laughed.

I was staring his ineffability
Specifically,
at the secret of people
so often ignored.

I left to get a pen,
the sun shined his face
he stared back at me
and calmly said:
“You take what you get”

After a long pause,
Wearing a truth-holder smile, he repeated:
“You take… If you get”
He picked up his bags
And faded away