Midnight Squatters Poem by Donal Mahoney
Midnight Squatters
Homeless man
in a Trayvon hoodie
under an old raincoat,
a gift today from
the Salvation Army,
sits like a capital L
against the wall
of a downtown bank
while a homeless cat
strolls around him,
hoping for bits of ham
from the gnawed remains
of yesterday's sandwich
as happens many nights
when the cat visits him
despite no bell or kettle.
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poverty
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