My Hobo Lullaby

While I am fast asleep
my worries shall fold
one by one
into a cloth
tied off with old string
at the end of a bindle stick
to be carried by a hobo
hitching a freight train
to who knows where



poem © copyright Brian Shirra 2012


3 thoughts on “My Hobo Lullaby

  1. Would that also apply to worries about what was behind sounds of a sledge hammer breaking down your front door? Or is there a built in censoring mechanism that determines specifically which worries the hobo is free to wrap up and spirit wonderfully away? (Just wondering…) 😉

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