Shirtless
sidewalk saintHolding court
A playground messiah
Breathing smoke and small town wisdom out with each breath
These are the passing summer days
When humidity rules as king
Restlessness is a natural state
Waiting for the Air to break
The Sun to set
The Stars to start their nightly watch
The future is far and unimportant
Now is the only thing that is real
Shirtless he speaks
His audience enthralled
Dreaming of escaping their cages
Of Transforming into something bigger
Losing themselves in his World
Never noticing the clouds rolling in
Wind picking up
Scent of rain in the Air
Until it breaks and they scatter
Melting into the night
Shirtless he looks up into the Sky
Smiles and let's the rain wash away the day