past the past.
here now.
a picture in
the mind.
the pupose of being kind.
Yesterday, I got a poem from a poem man on the street which is nearby my apt, Bedford ave.
His name is William. He was sitting on a chair with a small desk and a typewriter on the street. He asked me to give a word and typed out poetry.
Its takes just 2min.
What a sweet thig it is!
I love this poem and his style;)
