I first saw him eight years ago

[NakedBear]

My dashboard’s green glowing clock,
or the swaying red light in dusk;
but I will not again look at
that man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
who shakes every night down this street.

He shakes the exit door without a handle;
it’s not meant for those wanting in.

Does he seek the shelter one block over?
And where’s the fat one that he staggard with when last I saw him?

Will he live the night?

Oh well.

The light’s green, now.

I’ll go home,
and I won’t look.

EDIT: Whooops. Can't spell 'my' correctly.

ORIGINAL

Dashboard, green glowing clock,
then swinging red light in the dusk.

I won’t look again to see
the man blearing back at me from the Co-op’s shadow,
who shakes every night down this street.

He shakes the exit door without a handle;
it’s not meant for those wanting in.

Does he seek the shelter one block over?
And where’s the fat one that he staggard with when last I saw him?

Will he live the night?

Oh well. The light’s green, now.

I’ll go home,
and I won’t look.