I just ate and I heard the change rattle in your tin
I point my eyes on distant blurred horizon me for charity or coffee make the day go faster
forty days forty nights
forty currency exchanges
this is my corner said the bag lady
this is my bed said the bag lady
this is my wardrobe/this is my larder
this is my blood donor card
and you can keep all your opinions
as long as you
let me keep mine
some of us want some justice
some of us want some dignity me
I want to be left alone
from people pretending they want to be me
this is my
can said the bag lady
this is my hand said the bag lady
this is my living
so what are you giving
