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Big Is No Little Adjective. (revised)

The Off Brand

Taking Up Alley Living

YOU DO NOT GROW OLD

Out On The Street



THE MILES THAT ARE LEFT TO GO...

I Need To Fly

Burying the Dark

Judging The Rain

Mister Misbegotten.

The Haircut Thing

The Bare Bones

Lull the Day to Night

I Came From Water

Every One of Us Has a Door....

The House Is Alive

THEY NAMED ME ENOUGH

THE CRYPT OF THE KEPT AND THE KEEPER

UNDECIDED

Patch-Worked Trilogy

To Them, I am Dead, I am Dead

Uncovered

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Knock, Then Come Through

Elise, Elise

Great Big Waterproof World

The Blue Buffalo

Little Man Orange--My Mister Peanut Butter Trout

Wisdom of the Infinite

THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES

The Differences

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

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Out On The Street


What's a kid like that
doing out in the cold

North of nothing and
not too well-dressed

How did she get herself
into her mess

too bad how we all got our own distress
yet
attention is fleeting
and memory is short

Nobody knows
and no one is asking
the cars flying by
how fast they're passing

busy with her own business
 she's not theirs
for the tasking

how much colder is the world
if everyone sees
yet nobody cares

we've all got plenty of troubles
none for the asking...

But what's a kid like her
doing out in the cold

listlessly, aimlessly
sleep walking
where is her home
Is it here, is it there

and yet without hesitation
the foot hits the accelerator
and you turn up the heat

quickly forgetting
the girl on the street.



re-edited 7:13pm PST 12/11/2020
LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 9:10am 12/11/2020 PST TIME/DATE STAMPED
AND ALSO FOR THIS WRITER MELISSA A. HOWELLS
AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD.






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