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Milldog Slumionairre
When you wake. ......... up
More ................ than
.....down
Icy cold concrete
Seeps into old bones
And muscles
Chilly thighs meet, and for one
**Terrifying** moment
It.feels.like.you've.pissed.yourself
These are good days
Like a winning scratch off
The mill smells of roasting dog
Food, ambivalent...
Churning bile and hunger
Those are every days.like
Hollow eyes and
A vacancy
Everyone struggles to fill
Wandering aimlessly
Puppets to alcohol or
Worse vices
That send you sleeping
On frigid stone
....
Then there are the days you really *do* piss yourself.
More ................ than
.....down
Icy cold concrete
Seeps into old bones
And muscles
Chilly thighs meet, and for one
**Terrifying** moment
It.feels.like.you've.pissed.yourself
These are good days
Like a winning scratch off
The mill smells of roasting dog
Food, ambivalent...
Churning bile and hunger
Those are every days.like
Hollow eyes and
A vacancy
Everyone struggles to fill
Wandering aimlessly
Puppets to alcohol or
Worse vices
That send you sleeping
On frigid stone
....
Then there are the days you really *do* piss yourself.
Published 28th Apr 2019
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28th Apr 2019 4:56pm
There are millions of homeless in this first world country. An older man asked me for money for his medicine. I would if I could, but am just scraping by until I find work. It pained me to refuse him. Yesterday a man I walked past thumbed through a magazine to show me a picture of a barge he told me was like one his brother works on. He was homeless after decades of being a roofer. The back of his neck baked deep orange, like clay.
Your write is poignant and evocative, touching into a well of sorrow I've felt for most of my life. I see how easily I could be in the same situation and let it motivate me to grow.
This was a truly meaningful write. Thank you. May you be safe and blessed. 🙏
Daniel
Your write is poignant and evocative, touching into a well of sorrow I've felt for most of my life. I see how easily I could be in the same situation and let it motivate me to grow.
This was a truly meaningful write. Thank you. May you be safe and blessed. 🙏
Daniel
28th Apr 2019 5:26pm
I am homeless and it still hurts to pass people in need. I can only do what I can, usually sharing food or non scrip meds. Thanks for your insight and for the compassion you obviously feel.
Anonymous
28th Apr 2019 5:37pm
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28th Apr 2019 6:09pm
I do much better than so many. It breaks my heart to see so many in dire need. And while women usually have an easier time getting assistance, they usually suffer greater consequences when those systems fail them.
There was more I wanted to say, but there are some things I have yet to fully be able to properly articulate.
There was more I wanted to say, but there are some things I have yet to fully be able to properly articulate.
Anonymous
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28th Apr 2019 5:40pm
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28th Apr 2019 6:13pm
Daniel linked me from my piece Fever, to yours here, and I’m grateful he did. Dear brother, my heart goes out to you. An amazing insightful write.
28th Apr 2019 7:25pm
I am truly impressed with the insight and honesty in this piece. The presentation and word choice takes me to this place you write of with its struggles and sorrows that encompasses those caught up in the situation.
You show a gift for writing, not only in the quality displayed, but also the deep caring as well.
I hope the future will afford you opportunities to improve your current status of being homeless. Though never experienced I can imagine, and I am aware that only by circumstances, some no more that luck, that I and many others do not find themselves likewise.
Teri
You show a gift for writing, not only in the quality displayed, but also the deep caring as well.
I hope the future will afford you opportunities to improve your current status of being homeless. Though never experienced I can imagine, and I am aware that only by circumstances, some no more that luck, that I and many others do not find themselves likewise.
Teri
