Eyes in twilight sight, searching, Dirty drunk Alley side to side lurching Rubbing soot and sweat in one Dirty drunk Into world of darkness spun Sipping Ripple from a bag Filthy drunk Against the wall he will sag. Stumbling in three day old trash Fallen drunk Blood oozing from ragged gash As rats gather for a feast Fallen dirt He is societies least; Forgotten and forsaken Fallen trash, In the morn he’ll be taken.
