The big broad backed tattoed texan man who sat in my alley alone tonight
Is not alone, no matter what has happened.
Neither is the wild yoga woman who walked barefoot
Beneath our trees today having forgotten her name.
And often asks me, where is your home.
I asked her twice the same, with no response.
These trees, I suppose, I offered her one day.
With him, I waited until he could recall what
He was doing here in this particular alley tonight
Before any questions.
Maybe they should meet, or not, I’m no match maker
but regardless
None of us are really alone. 
At the end of the day.
“We are children stumbling through a wasteland of beauty”
As someone must’ve already said by now.
And absolutely no one is truly alone.
There are no singles in the Kingdom.
And no one is ever forever nameless.
As has already been said.
The last thing the barefooted nameless woman said to me:
“The weather is nice, if you have a home.”
And then she disappeared into the trees.
This just before, the big man moved towards a bus stop
i presume. We’ll see what happens in the morning…….