Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Already through Many Lands

No marmot, no hurdy-gurdy,
How well will you beg supper now?

Lean on prosthetic devices,
Articulate use of each crutch.

You’re helpless, but you have value.
You’re not violent. You’re not mad.

You’re good at discoursing in rags.
No one would pay you directly,

But can you make them feel they’ve gained
Something from your conversation?

Do you not beg too overtly,
Not make promises you can’t keep?

Someone may take pity on you.
Tonight you’ll get to get some sleep.

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