Jesse’s Homeless Face
By Michael Lee Johnson
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(version 3)
Someday Jesse wants to go home.
I see his world,
all it’s hidden concepts
embedded in Jesse’s aging facelife
has whispered by leaving
memory trails
wrinkled forehead,
deep as river bed ruts
dried with years, weather-beaten,
just above his bushy eyebrows
that are gray and twisted
much like life drawing memories
across his empty face.
Jesse has a long oblique
Jewish nose with dark
blue opal eyes,
that would pierce
even the pain
of his own crucifixion.
Life tears flow though
a whole new ghoulish
apparition, a vision
of homelessness plastered
east of Dearborn Bridge,
near Lower Wacker Drive,
downtown Chicago
where affluent citizens
seldom go unless inebriated;
puke-stained, or in a taxicab.
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Jesse’s hair sprouts skyward,
groomed like an abandoned
dove nest in wild Chicago
meandering winds.…
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