OC Poetry thread?
here's something of mine, feel free to judge:


I found him, standing in the street,
and I heard his mind churn:
extended hands --outwardreaching, crackingburning
“travel onward, kid,” he said,
pockets jinglechangejinglechange,
“nothing stops a man who believes.”

poster-pushers on the street corner duel-solicitations, scorch every brick,
whispers from the staples poles clickswish, flashbang

Soaked with gin running dry