Vagabond Guy – ADA

Vagabond Guy – ADA

I could tell by his on the walk sit, with his mind that had a drift, with a skiffle that skiffed.

With his vagabond kit, without a “lift”

“a car”

That his life was very hard

2 hours later he turned into a bard

With his guitar. And his unlimited vagabond time card.

But he proceeded to play house of the rising sun.

10 minutes later he was done.

The day and sky ahead was sunny

And he begged without his meds again for money

The Bustle included his hat

And folk music hustle anti-punk, new blues was his craft

Boy how the managers came

And said you have to leave now, chow,

This guy should be flamed.

With their authority reign

It was me tamer the lame

Who exclaimed that it’s unneeded with

This jain full of pain.

But who am I to be someone besides someone so plain.

But the managers had their distain

Then like the beating of Abel and Cain

He made his exit pack

Logistics went his 1000 horse mental health logistic knack

Into the sunset he went

He looked back at me, with eyes so free

And a message onto my personhood was sent

I was the Old Norse Berserker

As a tool box worker

Leaping to spain like a berber

In traffic our connected eyes ran like static

My eyes onto him wore their transition glasses

I was Avalon Dakota brand new, as the baby of gerber

And then he handed me gladly a cheeseburger.

His gravity pull onto me his eyes had a speed ball curver

He gave me his cheeseburger he said.

And I said just “Uh” and “Thanks” with my awkward tread.

12:18am

1/9/24

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