dirty man
dark as this old house
with a chicken coop tumbled
down back
musty fellow
grime and shabby thought
big round hands
bald eyed and wanting
a shave
a pill
a clean mind
first stoop bound
then through the thin door
if i can get a home
i can get a job
if i can get a job
i can keep a house
if i can keep a house
i can keep chickens
then chickens
will keep me
shard of a man
now in the coop
the small curled feathers
on the gray floor
like shavings from a plane
they made some things here
i could too
squat man
spreads blanket
if i can stay here
i can stay here
if i can stay here
i can stay here
can stay here
if i can
if i can maybe
be home
with chickens
to keep me
keep me
keep a home

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