No Whores in Doorways Poem
No Whores in Doorways PoemI have no whores
no cigarrette butts
no subway graffitti
no gutsy New York or
Chicago poem
no Buk
no pound of flesh
no whores in doorways
no nights spent scratching my stubble while
streets are lined with derelict lives.
no dirty plates
just
the quiet of solitude
the purpose of
doing nothing
on purpose
no whores in doorways
no grit
just a cat
asleep
and that dear
is enough
david michael jackson 2012
The last poem was If There Were Reason. The next poem is Last Is Best When by Summer Breeze and Ken Peters
