Lonely Beggar

Lonely beggar, your dejection is liquid on streets--
stained on sidewalk concrete like insidious lines
that lead into a crooked crevice:
schizophrenic smile--oh, just dream of dandelion fields,
Where warmth and joy are spread evenly among the sky.
and drink up your last bottle--
let the poison shine,
for underneath your naked image,
there you lie,
there you lie.