Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Cornflake Man

With his box of cornflakes
at his head
he sleeps in a broken-down bus shelter
unshaven*unloved
he is alone
a tub filled with ratty hairbrushes and toothbrushes
rests by his side
this bus shelter is surely his home
he starts to waken
then realizes
'I don't have to go to work today'
so he resides back
into his slumber