Tramps

whiskey hard men
square grey chins
shuck and jive and laugh

like peter pans band
like boys lost in time

pulpit pounding gestures
a revival of spirit
malt liquor communion

nicotine smiles
and sun washed faces
handsome and strong

standing on corners

drinking

from brown paper sacks

enjoying the moment

only the moment

shrugging off the past

and troubled tomorrows

like yesterdays shirt