Pavement days

Pavement days

A Poem by Alexa Aiden

All of those pavement days

Hard to sleep on without a blanket

All of those silly, twisted faces that ignore my extended hand

begging for change

“Not today” They say

Not tomorrow, either


These rats keep me company at night

Crawling on me, keeping me warm

Whispering sweet rabies in my ear

A beautiful serenade I'd rather not hear


Park strolling on a summers day

Today I am content

I forget about my hunger and play in the grass

at least I have a bench to sleep on

© 2010 Alexa Aiden


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Raw and brutally honest. A short glimpe into a trudging life where the only solace and happiness comes from sleeping on something other than pavement. The gutter reality of this piece is great. Not too much here I can complain with and I'll leave it at that. Thanks for the read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


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I can feel the struggle here but I find this poem to be reflective of a life long ago left behind. I noticed this on a second read through 'all of those pavement days'. Grouping together days like it's an entire chapter of this persons life. You can be happy if you so choose.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Deep, heart piercing, almost felt like I was laying on the pavement as well.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Raw and brutally honest. A short glimpe into a trudging life where the only solace and happiness comes from sleeping on something other than pavement. The gutter reality of this piece is great. Not too much here I can complain with and I'll leave it at that. Thanks for the read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Alexa Aiden
Alexa Aiden

Hollywood, CA



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Hello world, my name is Alexa and I want to discover you. I'm a tea drinking, music obsessed, book gazer. And i'm a little freak. I walk the world with an open mind and a costume on. Art has taken ove.. more..

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