the vultures at the zoo <br />(all three of them) <br />sit very quietly in their <br />caged tree <br />and below <br />on the ground <br />are chunks of rotten meat. <br />the vultures are over-full. <br />our taxes have fed them <br />well. <br /> <br />we move on to the next <br />cage. <br />a man is in there <br />sitting on the ground <br />eating <br />his own shit. <br />i recognize him as <br />our former mailman. <br />his favorite expression <br />had been: <br />"have a beautiful day." <br /> <br />that day i did.<br /><br />Charles Bukowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/rain-or-shine/
