at a red light fiddling with my CD player.
Finally found my favorite Leonard Cohen CD
and popped it in.
“I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch;
he said to me, "You must not ask for so much."
When I looked up... I saw him reach in the highway
medium to gather his belongings.
A blue backpack.
I read in a recent article somebody local
has been buying signs from homeless
people for his art collection.
On one occasion a homeless man holding
his sign refused to give it up.
Nothing could convince him.
For the past week and a half
I have passed the S. Congress and Ben White
intersection almost the same time each day.
And each day I see him.
I never noticed the words written with
a black sharpie before… at least not
"I aint sellin' it so don't ask!"
And I can't help but wonder
what it said before the art collector came to town...