Transient Method

Fidgety fingers sliced on sardine can. Blood mix with fishy oil for babes to drink. Grant them the strength to shine. Give them the gift of highway foresight. They will require blessings on the road to vagabond glory. Now back to the sardine can – did you get your tetanus shot? I can’t remember. It just dawned on me and I couldn’t stand to loose you over something so silly. After all you’ve been through! You should have used your rusty blade. Many bean cans you pried open in the ditches along the great roads with that knife. Many Sterno flames warmed your feasts. Many a coin was placed into the palm of your fingerless-gloved hand. While all those pedestrians sped up to pass you by. Did they ever read the fine print on your cardboard sign? Maybe if they did they would understand. But you wrote it so damn fast, trembling in the cold with a dried out Sharpie – it’s really no wonder that no one got the message.