a discard pile of lifelines - money & pseudo-money - technologies & redundancies some donated, some burnt, & some left to be found by the willing & the grateful he walked with a cloak, a staff, a satchel, & a bowl he walked until it hurt & kept walking until his prided died then took what was given & lived without what wasn't everything beyond food, water, & air became a burden while finding food, water, space, & the means of cleanliness became the sum of all endeavors the terror-bliss barrier took time to break down, but when it did... how free he was
Purposeful Pauper [Free Verse]
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