i am unemployed
unemployable
yes i am
just a waste of space
but we often are the ones filling every corner
every barstool
every bus seat
you forget those who are waiting
who are working
to get themselves together
are just the same
as is anyone in circumstance
yes, i fill the space
what do i provide?
company to the cats
and rats
and eyes that wander
or wonder
when the next month comes out
or when the tomorrow waits for boarders
i see the next taxi driver stare at the northern star
instead of driving where his patron wants him to go.