no charge
the man says smiling,
as he cranks
up the side
of your car
to remove your
flat tire and put on
the flimsy donut one
from the trunk.
this service is free.
he wipes his mouth
and spits
a chaw of tobacco
in the direction of the curb.
you've been a member
since nineteen seventy three,
he says, looking
at his notepad clipboard.
yes, you answer. i
feel so lucky to finally
after all these
years get a tire
changed, and for free
no less.
after 42 years of membership
fees.
which adds up to a few
thousand dollars.
what a treat, thank you
kind sir.
thank you, you say again
as he puts out his
hand for a tip.
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