WE ALL KNEW
All of us knew
that he was 65
years old
with a dozen or
more screws in
his lower spine
and hands like
arthritic claws and
that he was
street-homeless;
we all knew this
and did nothing
as he hobbled
away into the
freezing rain to
go live back on
the streets,
all of us knew this
and we did nothing
because a policy
stated we should
do so; he didn’t
meet an invented
criteria of need
and we watched him
walking away
we all knew
and felt fucking
useless because
some stuffed asshole
somewhere, being
paid handsomely,
made some
decisions, not
knowing of anything
outside of a
precious fucking
budget;
we all knew
and when he was out
of sight
we all knew
that he’d still
be here
right with us.
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