The Man on the Porch


Picture a man

if you will, sitting

at high noon on

the porch of a

ramshackle house,

a structure in

such advanced

decay it seems

poised to implode

A faint smile creases

his unshaved face;

otherwise he is

motionless and silent,

his gaze distant and

without focus, evincing

no sign he is aware of

his scolding wife, or the

gaggle of children who

boil about his weed

chocked yard.

Tell me, has he found

nirvana, or simply fallen

prey to the sin of sloth?

Published In Vol. 4 of 7 Deadly Sins series published by Pure Slush

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