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nowhere man
he pops antacid like a junky
frets over bills he can't pay,
wears down his carpet after midnight
wonders if anyone cares
his wife is out with her lover
the cat just drank his soup
his oldest sticks rings through her nose
and the youngest shaved off her hair
cold water streams from his faucets
his scales tell him he's fat
he tugs on his plastic smiley face
prepares for another day
Pris Campbell
©2002
Illusions has been accepted for publication in Verse Libre, summer 2003
No-where Man won the Salty Posting Board Week Three October Challenge 2002. Thank you, Tasha.
Art: The Dangerous Liaison by Magritte
Music: And I Love Her by the Beatles
