I wasted my day again hanging around the market place

leaning on the wall pretending to feel bored

hoping someone would take me for a fool

and offer me a job.

Midday, this brown haired man in his Japanese van

asks if I’d lift a sofa for 20 pounds

(poor fool doesn’t know that money is meaningless to me)

Fell asleep for a moment on the short drive up the hill

and ran away when he stopped for gas.