I am become
The ones I tried to get by on the street
without seeing
without touching

without being touched

clinging to the margins of the middle class

Who ever has spare change?

There are too many
too much
I can't fix it
don't make me feel it

Now I live it

And it is much simpler now
it takes so little to help
what's right in front of you

Which is good
because I have little
But now I can touch the faceless ones

And I own
the invisible side of the street


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