Monday, September 26, 2016

a guy in open produce was crouching on the floor staring at labels,
then he looked at mister, stared and said as if to himself, there's something there,
i think that it's a dog. it's a dog, i say. i thought it was a dog, he said, i'm blind, you see.
i've seen him walking many times, barefoot with guitar. he seems to see. 

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