~change~ {1000 days~day 981}

WordWulf By WordWulf, 8th Nov 2012 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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~I spent my time in the desert~1000 days~a place called california~crawling through the mess of me~away from my people~looking or the rest of me~scribbling on a steno pad~the 981st day I was eating breakfast at denny’s &…~

~change~


~what’s the bum on the sidewalk~
~face smooshed against the window~
~got to do with it~
~licking her lips~
~watching you eat~
~slobbering on herself~
~you push your plate back~
~ask for a doggy bag~
~empty the table into it~
~a sprinkle of coin from your pocket~
~drop the whole mess in a trash receptacle~
~make the bum work for it~

~like you did~

~change~
{1000 days~day 981}

~air conditioning & traffic~
~lamentations of the damned~
~outside looking in~
~cardboard signs & weeping~
~sailors on the tarmac~
~gimme gimme~
~I’m homeless, gimme~
~a dollar~
~an oar~
~they’re going around~
~circles & dimes~

~Tom (WordWulf) Sterner~
~Day 982~
~monastery letters~
~quodlibet~

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Avant-Garde Writing, Beggar, Blogging, Bum, Change, Diary, Experiential, Experimental, Food, Giving, Graphic Art, Humanity, Hunger, Philosophy, Photography, Poetry, Poverty, Restaurant, Tom Wordwulf Sterner, Work

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author avatar WordWulf
I write novels, poetry, songs,nonsense & lies. Sometimes truth sneaks in when I ain't lookin'.

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author avatar Lady Aiyanna
9th Nov 2012 (#)

Well, I will tell you what changes when you count pennies just to eat food, you become cost conscious, more disciplined and above all you learn the value of ever grain of food that you eat wherein you eat it even if it is getting spoiled just to satiate that hunger.
This is from personal experience over the last eight months till date as I am jobless, homeless, abandoned, broken and worse assassinated in character by a man whom I trusted the most who contributed to the above by colluding with my best friend to aid him to cover up his nefarious activities during the time he was married to me. I have endured it all and am now rising again to build my life back to where I used to be from just cents in my bank account. I presently have 36 cents in my bank account until the next government payout thanks to what they did to me. Its a huge case but I have to be patient in order to complete this with a huge payout befitting what they did to me as it affected my son's well being in the country too.

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author avatar WordWulf
11th Nov 2012 (#)

hope things improve for you. Most of my writing is experiential. My mother was a waitress with 8 children. The garbage she salvaged from customers was delicious to us, coffee grounds, cigarette ashes & all. I appreciate you taking the time to read & comment on my work~
Best,
Tom

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