Wallace, my man Wallace, fell
In love with his wife,
For real for real
Fell in love.
If someone should happen upon
To see the two of them
If by chance passed by
Them two together
How odd a couple
They may say
She's such a little thing
Something so prestine to
Wallace, homeless guy howler.
Who is more himself with her than
Without her.
Mr. dumpster-diver-king!
The two individually are
Themselves genuinely
Together lovey-dovey,
Not an act.
Wallace falls in love,
Says that's a fact
Knowing that it also means
You've found someone
to lose.
Still, Wallace knew
love.
It's the god-honest Truth.
Then I ask Wallace
Mindful of the streets,
I ask him poignantly
Do you believe
in-- ?
Dotdotdot
Hastily he barks:
"Of course I did, do--believe in God above."
Didn't let me finish:
"Do you believe in --Love?"
Didn't ask for more
Than that,
Oh my ...
(Word) (goodness) (God)
To Wallace,
A Lonely Man's church is
the memory of wife who’s love
was long and always bright,
he’s just a lonely king
dumpster diving
a shadow of a thing...
To Wallace, she was everything...
(Dedicated to his wife, lost to Covid)