Jerry left his sleeping bag,
the one with a broken zipper,
underneath the clover leaf
freeway interchange.
Trudged up to the Kwik Serv
to get a bag of peanuts
and a pack of smokes.
paper sign taped to
the left hand door
arrow pointing right
“use other door”.
The clerk behind the
plexiglass at the counter
said, you need to put on
a mask, sir.
Jerry says, I don’t
have any of that.
walks out side.
using the correct door.
digs through his
duct-taped knapsack
looking for a scrap
of something he can
use to cover his mouth
and nose. it’s important
now to take care of others
and he really needs a smoke.
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