ayaz daryl nielsen

People with a future
instead
of a fence.

inner-city slum, the relaxed dive
consciences hibernate there
fumes of cigarettes, booze, meth, dried 
sweat-stink, grease-stained blankets  
homeless misfits with measured oblivions, 
the hunger abides in all dimensions, 
punctuated only by upheavals 
and sometimes, you know, I miss it

note above Cafe Luna’s toilet
<with customer add-ons>
                                 
Please don’t flush:
tampons, <your career> pads, diapers,
paper towels, <underwear>
cups, <your integrity>  <plants> trash,
<computers> <dignity>
<hope>  <dreams>  <love>
only T. P.  peet poo.
<flush your greed>
thank you.
<fear is ok> <so is trump>

 

ayaz daryl nielsen, veteran, former hospice nurse, ex-roughneck (as on oil rigs) lives in Longmont, Colorado.  Editor of bear creek haiku (26+ years/130+ issues) with poetry published worldwide, and! online at:  bear creek haiku poetry, poems and info  darylayaz@me.com