Friday 10 July 2015

The Anonymous Man

The days have passed by
     By the roadside he stands
          Eyes fixed on oblivion

His body melts into thin air
     Like a salted snail
          And no one notices

The world goes by
     The rush hour traffic twists
          And turns its way around potholes

Life was a balancing act
     He was caught by surprise
          And sent toppling down to anonymity