Friday, March 6, 2009

Woman on 16th Street

You found god
On the street tonight
With your ugly coat and dog
And your tale of eviction.

You found god
When, once I ceded my dollar,
You shouted god bless you
And I said, umm, you, too

You had found god
But you lost her a bit later
As you bought a pack of Reds
And a store-brand diaphragm.