the empty man

September 2, 2016

why is it that the man can sit there on a corner
praying for some change to phone
his jailed wife
so lonely
but we duck past the corner where the man sits and tell
ourselves it is his own fault
that his wife
can’t come home


why can we deny his pain and pleading eyes just so
we don’t dirty ourselves with
smoke his pain
as he sways back and forth, whimpers escaping from scabbed
lips that will
never heal


why do his eyes bleed saltwater and his voice fracture
when a stranger hurls down a
coin are they
felled angels
but no they are just humans with hearts that haven’t turned
completely to cold hard stone
why don’t we
ever cry

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Iyanaiyanaw said...
Sept. 14, 2016 at 11:09 am
I really liked this, and appreciate how deep it is. Great writer.
beyondthesky This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Sept. 11, 2016 at 11:04 pm
I actually teared up a bit..this is amazing
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