
Spare Change
we'd be in the city and sometimes i'd give the bums change and sometimes i wouldn't even when we both knew i had plenty of change to spare sometimes i could be mildly benevolent while other times mildly or even more of an asshole in the same way i'd never spit on a bum nor steal from him thieving his books his dog or the shit from his backpack likewise i'd never kid myself into thinking he'd ever be invited off the street and into my home when we were together she'd always give the bums some spare change without ever needing to explain why i guess that's why she was better than me and part of the reason we find our ourselves apart since i can't understand why she doesn't think about giving away spare change and she doesn't understand why i have to
