around the bend 

I saw her again 
a new sign this time 
on an old pizza box 
grease stained 
but the words remained the same 
“Anything helps. God bless.” 

She always waves 
As I drive away 
I avert my eyes 
cast a cold glance 
At my heart instead 
I’ll forget her until tomorrow 
when I round the bend 
and question my humanity again