The wandering hipster…

The wandering hipster,

lonely and sad…

 

of all the years,

criticized for being so bad…

 

shoves faux steel rim,

gently up his nose…

 

the wandering hispter,

so wont for prose…

 

twirls his gentleman’s mustache,

just to let be heard…

 

how cool you are,

you vintage aching soul…

 

the wandering hipster,

for you I owe…

 

I want a vintage typewriter…

 

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About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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6 Responses to The wandering hipster…

  1. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:
    GREAT STUFF! TRY AN ESTATE SALE OR LOCAL AUCTION—PICKED UP AN ANCIENT OLYMPIAN—BUT IT COST—STOOD UP A GIRL WAS GOING TO HAVE DINNER WITH!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Lol and I thought you were a gentleman Mr Shakespeare!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. I am..lust not so much then. One learns…after a while…what is wise and what is stupid!

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