Seven years seemed impossible
As a young man he had seemed
Impossible that he had been here seven
Years and still he found himself still
On the Plaza
With hand outstretched
Sliding from one oil stained corner to another he
Mocked those college students and berated
The shop owners
As capitalist tools
Because he was free to live his life without
Monetary attachments like his stupid family he
Could get by with what got kicked down
And sure
Seven years was a long time
To be in one place
But then there always
Was Portland.
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