Angie

Math can't really be
fluffed or elaborated upon
to make it anything that it's not
but I try anyways
to convince the woman at the bank
-"See, my records show that I had $141.00...
so...there's no way I could have overdrawn
on a $36 bill to the pizza man."
She doesn't budge. She finds no amusement in my attempts.
Here eyes are glassy. I compliment her new hair cut
as if to say,
I know you. You know me.
Don't do this to me. Tell me there's been some mistake on your end
and I actually have more money.
I see her name plate-Angie
Angie Williamson.
I want to sing the Rolling Stones to her
especially the line about "no money in our coats."
Maybe I can humor her into pressing magic buttons
on her computer filled with money.
Instead
I turn around slowly
and just walk out.