Bob On Melrose

He was sitting behind

ample foliage behind

a clothing store on Melrose

in Hollywood. He told me his name

was Bob and that he could use

whatever help came his way.

His clothing was torn, frayed

and he had on these old glasses

and this great hat. He had

little to say. He seemed

deeply sad. I took a few photos

of him. In most of them he was

distracted looking, looking away,

looking down. But I asked him,

gently, to look at me,

and he did,

and I got this one.

Done