Delusional Body Experience

[almost_pretty]

I woke up yesterday
and realized I am a
homeless
woman.

I walk down the street
pushing a shopping cart
I stole nearly 20 years ago.

The wheels are bent
and drag across the ground,
warning others of my presence.

In the cart,
is my life's savings.
Every article of clothing saved,
Every piece of jewelry never pawned,
Every item I stole,
Every can I collected;
They are all I have left.
They are all I haven't lost.

I carry them everywhere,
Push them around,
Show them off.
Because without them
I would be homeless.