Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2014
Body twisted on the sidewalk at mid-day
some pass by without noticing
A woman stops in stride and looks down at him, phone in hand
Her sundress swaying with the
LA breeze
"Is he sleeping?"
An ambulance came to haul him off
Rushed paramedics left one of his shoes on the sidewalk
In use hours ago
now a morbid sneaker monument
to what once was
There is human suffering in America
on landmark roads
next to high-end boutiques
sadly a true story from LA a few months ago. be well all
Metanoia
Written by
Metanoia  Oakland, California
(Oakland, California)   
798
     chimaera and Weeping willow
Please log in to view and add comments on poems