The Out of Style Smiling Man


By R.


His words are like a pleasant breeze
With he sits
On benches near the trees
The odds are stacked
Against him every day

I know I am like him
Fat on wishes
Slim on wins

& today's a day
like any
Kinda day


He's the out of style
Smiling man


He doesn't walk he kinda floats
In a world that seems remote

He doesn't let the weather bother him

There's a sunrise in his eyes
Looking...