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Give my regards to those who stay back

for reasons unknown or too much for me to comprehend

Philistine and his brown paper sack

ring around his lips forgot his painted friends

says he's found the secret to life

possesions are everything to the lost man

as he held out his rusted knife

but the poor man will make it to the Promised land

I blinked and signed my name in the book

a residential guest at the Heart Break Hotel

the street divas always give second looks

in hopes for an hour with you outside of hell

Tolerance and Micah brought their photographs

of times when the poets carried cell phones

and no one ever cared for autographs

but they really hated being alone

Napkins and boxes .....match stick men

give me a reason to sing again

give me a reason to clear my throat

down in a small hole in the wall