Monday, February 25, 2019

Noble Savage by Jon Bennett


I stomp down the trail
reflecting on 2 years
without a drink
“What the fuck
difference does it make...”
I say
It’s dark
No one else is there
I look defiantly
at a bush
“...if you can glean
a moment’s joy
from this shit!”
The bush only
stares back at me
so
I give it
a kick.







Jon Bennett writes and plays music in San Francisco's Tenderloin neighborhood.  You can find more of his work on Pandora and Spotify or by connecting with him on Facebook at www.facebook.com/jon.bennett.967.

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