Bald Man.  

“When I think of anything properly describable as a beautiful idea, it is always in the form of music. I have written and printed probably 10,000,000 words in English…but all the same I shall die an inarticulate man, for my best ideas beset me in a language I know only vaguely and speak only as a child.”
- H.L. Mencken

 

at a red light,
an old man sits in his truck and smokes.
he’s bald,
and he’s got a long gray beard -
yellowed a bit.
his crusty fingers move to his mouth
and he takes a drag.
light turns green.
he taps his cigarette on the wheel
as the smoke escapes out his window.

© 2006 Mike Gravel