Panhandler Magic
7/01/2005
panhandler magic
turns kansas dust into
bottles of cheap beer
fresh loaves of bread
cans of pork n beans
spinning like water
down the drain
filling me up
By torchlight the indian
was more dream than real
so long ago, looking for
myself on a kansas highway
where realizations
are ammunition
from the dirt
of a dead end street
Battle weary and war-torn
Not a tree in sight
for shade
I lifted me up
And went on home
posted by Edward Svengali @ Friday, July 01, 2005,
