Johnny's Corner

Woke up and tasted batteries.
I gargle with rain water and rock salt.
The sores in my mouth are healing nicely.
I still have whats left of my pile of clothes.
It's the only thing she left me.
I was a real estate investor at one point in my life.
The soul of a woman is indeed cold.
But now I smile as I lie in the street, cause this is much
better than living with that creature.
I am only homeless so they can't track me down for
more money.
I have no address, therefore I don't exist.
Never underestimate the plight of some of the "homeless" people...
But some of us are here by choice.