keeping that spark


Daydreaming as a profession

he deliberately chose the nastiest sound for the alarm clock Zeeeehhweeeehhchhh and there it went again Every four hours. Announcing that he had to start the engine again lest he froze to death The phone had 17% battery left. He would need to visit the library again for a recharge but it was becoming increasingly harder as the smell of homeless was growing more potent on him He checked the time again turned off the phone turned on the engine wiped the windshield with his gloved hand watched his breath leave his mouth fumbled around for a cigarette no luck He took out the lighter and struck it and all it produced were sparks It's been quite a lot of no luck lately At the library he took small chapbooks with him to a desk and pretended to be studying them while the phone charged besides him but not having…

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About Jonathan Caswell

Mr. Caswell has been composing poetry at least since High School. He has been on WORD PRESS for ten years and contributes to two other blogs beside this one. This blog has a Christian emphasis but all bloggers are welcome. Mr. Caswell chooses to---with permission--re[post material of interest

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