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Wednesday, February 3, 2010

thin line

He looked down the whole time
first at the ashtray outside the bar
gathering butts, even those with just one drag left

When offered a cigarette
he looked at it only
too embarrassed
to meet the eyes of the offerer

Humiliated with the offer of a five dollar bill
yet with no one around
and the encouragement of
“I’ve been there”
he looked up and smiled
with a face of hope
even with his shopping cart
home in the distance

what a thin line it really is

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