Pie

The Shelter was busy as always , assumed umbrellas danced another night , it was the only place for dry feet  A poor man's banquet.  

    Gossip told her stories like always ,Pride showed up drunk time to time . Vanity yelled at Rage for her kingdom expired to this old hag named Lessons . Lazy cried in his room again  , he lost it all to a woman named Bitter , she was a tough one to shallow.An there I was alone in the corner.     Watching the cinema walk into action frame by frame ...On my phony stoop I was Mr. Director.
.... " Pity!" "I'm hungry where's the kitchen?"

Vibrations of every rift and pulse swarmed here for bread and word .

She introduced me to Miss Humble , and her pie .