A homeless man staggers
across the parking lot
sits down on the curb
ponders the sickness of
his lost soul.
Rock bottom
self-destruction
hope breathes constantly
but years make it hard
to believe..
His heart holds memories
that torment him
perfection long removed
like his teeth…
So he sits silently
soaking into the pavement
his only comfort is
he’s free.
Ignited 
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