she hasn't changed

in a rare

moment of chivalrous

endeavor

i attempt to help

an old lady

across the street.

she's wheeling

her grocery

cart behind her.

she hits me with her handbag

and screams

let go of me.

i know what you want,

you men

are all the same.

Men!

i look into her eyes,

she's about

my age,

she's someone i used

dance with,

and date.

we once went to Las Vegas.

she hasn't changed.