Joseph Farley

Ideas of Order in Camden West

Let the bullets sort out the truth
of the dreams in your veins.

You are king of the alley where you lay
until someone else come to join you.

Then you’ll shift your flattened box bed
to accommodate the newcomer,

share a leftover half-sandwich
provided by a social worker

and wait out the day,
as you always do,

so you can walk the night
and blend with the shadows,

becoming one of the procession
that lives in darkness,

or otherwise out of sight,
tolerated more if unseen,

your hunger and needs
offending no one who cannot see you.

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