Wednesday, November 8, 2017

oh well

i can't reach
her arm as she stands on
the corner
with her sign. her hand
reaches out
to me,
but we don't meet.
so i crumble the bill
and toss it
towards her
as the light changes
and
the car behind me beeps.
she's unhappy with this
exchange of money
and waves
to me
as i look back through
the mirror,
with one finger.

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