Layers of moth-eaten wool like Joseph’s coat
variegations knit by many nimble fingers
broken down by rough wear on the street
and under the crooked corregations of home
hats one for collecting “spare change”
one and another and another for warmth
mittens gloves essential plastic bags
newspapers for insulation armor shelter
pockets voluminous multiple coves for
treasures crumbs chunks pieces bits
skin like frozen raspberries dull dark
teeth like wasps around hive entry
See him slumped against the granite
every day ignore him every night
