UNDER THE CORONA
midday
Lady Sol's corona glows
through marine layers a jet flies south, banks west
Is it going to the airport?
Inside a lighting distributor's
wrought iron fence a well-dressed woman
talks with a ragged homeless man They rest on a bench after walking
I check my wallet which I know contains
only two dollars
handing them to the man
he needs the two dollars
more than I do
I am impatient for the bus to arrive
so I scroll through my iPod menu
picking one of my favorite songs
singing with it
walking to the next bus stop
where I will catch a bus to the bank
Rent is due today
On the bus I wonder how much difference exists between this man and me
He has no home on the other hand, I will give all
except thirty-five dollars
from the deposit to my landlord so I have a roof over my head
Yeah, we're both kind of broke