poems by tom miller

 

 

the hi-how-are-you-doing guy

 

god spends most of his time

at the public library,

and occasionally he strolls the

downtown streets

he is black, short, round

and has a big friendly face

when he sees you he says,

hi-how-are-you-doing in a loud

boisterous voice

some

answer back, fine-and-you?

some answer back, just fine.

some don’t answer back,

and that’s all right with god,

because there is always

another soul wandering

the road, or using

the library, and he will

say, hi-how-are-you-doing to

them also.

 

 


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