An old man wearing a tattered
Coat limps down the sidewalk
On a cold winter day carrying
His camera with him wrapped
Up in a newspaper
Taking pictures was his livelihood
Now it is all he can do to get back
To the warmth of his one room
Apartment
Tag: old
Life
I sit in my room on a
Rainy day
My ceiling leaks in one
Place and I have a bucket
On the floor underneath
To catch the drips
I think: each drip is like a
Second of my life disappearing
Down the drain
Wordman of Alcatraz 