04-01-2017, 04:16 PM
Canadian Quarters
I slink past the guard
on my way to the machines,
careful not to look suspicious.
There’s a woman inside,
so I take the two machines beside her
hoping she’ll block the guards view.
While I load in my whites,
I hear the guard’s pants ruffle
as he starts to make his rounds.
I fumble for the change in my pocket,
and jam quarters into the machine.
One slips and clinks to the floor —
I freeze.
The guard bends over, picks it up,
hands it back, and walks away.
I slink past the guard
on my way to the machines,
careful not to look suspicious.
There’s a woman inside,
so I take the two machines beside her
hoping she’ll block the guards view.
While I load in my whites,
I hear the guard’s pants ruffle
as he starts to make his rounds.
I fumble for the change in my pocket,
and jam quarters into the machine.
One slips and clinks to the floor —
I freeze.
The guard bends over, picks it up,
hands it back, and walks away.