He's back

Found a tee in the thrift store yesterday with the name Harvey on the back in bright letters..I saw him rolling a cigarette on a damp street one leg cocked against a brick building downtown moist air clinging to his woolen jacket in gloplets -like tiny clingy Tidy Bowl guys- probably waiting for a coffee shop to open or a ride to work or wondering just what it was that he did the night before to have ended up downtown at this godforsaken hour with no money a trace amount of tobbacco and three papers stuck together from the perpetual moist.