2021/10/30 #poetry The other day I saw a man camping on the street. Not that that's uncommon here, it's quite often what you'll meet. This man had a seat next to his tent and makeshift table too. It's what was on the table though, that I must relate to you. He made his lunch, it was that time, two sandwiches, white bread. Top pieces, empty, on the left. The right side spun my head. Two donuts sat, each on a slice. The meat of this day's meal. In my days of eating sugar this sight would have had appeal. My widened eyes, my shock, aghast, lasting only a second not more. I rode right past not stopping to see what else might be in store.