After staring into a puddle on the street
& seeing the reflection of a bottle
of bum wine throwing a temper tantrum
in the toy aisle of a Walmart
staring back at you,
you sigh.

Your sigh sounds like
the $8 you have left in your
decomposing wallet
sighing.

“Might as well spend it
on Taco Bell,” you say out loud

before remembering
you’re alone.