Downtown Showdown

He gazed at me from across the busy street and yelled that he was the caretaker of the ancient bones of True Faith. I told him that I was a clairvoyant lizard whisperer and a temperamental alcoholic. He picked up some mud out of the gutter and smeared it on his shaggy face. I took a bite of my ham on rye, and walked on. I think it was obvious that we were both envious of one another. I picture the boundless freedom in his bloodshot eyes every time I pay my house note.  

Reviews

[theunionisloud]

Wow. Super cool. I love how casual this and how you sorta spewed this out without any real structure. And the title!-- perfect. Okay, I'm going to stop gushing now. (Great poem!!)

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two souls colliding..wonderful and unique prose..

[Kerry O'Connor]

When the holy men of two denominations collide... Gotta love it.

[roarke]

HA. Serves ya right for comin' late to the party.
See... maybe ya shoulda listened to 'im....

don't worry, you'll get it paid off soon, that is if'n ya quit eating expensive deli food.
Good stuff.

[OT]

ooo now this is where the similarities will start haha you've both mastered this little descriptive verse - the burst of imagery and thoughts over a few lines - "screw the structure - I'm telling a story - and you'll read" - and read we do!! brilliant imagery - the caretaker of ancient bones of True Faith - wooo!! so many interpretations - (I do this a lot you'll come to see) - I see the rich man/poor man - but also potentially religious man v non one - you speak your whispers - he guards his ancient bones of "true faith" - envious of the freedom either perhaps possesses - freedom through and indeed without religion!! full on analysis for you haha!! nice! (could be way off the mark)

[Elle B. T.]

This is a interesting anecdote. It makes me think of a rich man and a poor man, each hungry for what the other has but, neither will be satisfied. Ever.
A kind of-- "the grass is greener on the other side," kind of thing. Great job.

[Peter Joseph Swanson]

Love it!