"Thy look is lovelier than the sea in moonlight"
said the hobo to the crowd
"mine eyes are awash with your splendor"
he screamed into the city
     as              he
kicked his upturned hat.
"the awesome sun does not rise without your consent"
and the many dirty pennies scattered
     in               to
the streets
  and fell down the grates
       in to 
the cleaner sewer.