Standing on Bottles

Her hair is never in place, and
She pulls it back over her ear once more as
She lifts the tray again which
Now weighs as much as a manhole cover and the
Bottles have bottoms made of springs.

She carries the tray to
Another group of lost souls with too much
Time and too little purpose.

She depends on them for her pay.

The Rent,
The Car Payment,
The Groceries, and
The Child Care
Depend on this
Group of Bottles.

Then,

She is bumped by a drunken VP in a
Designer Suit, and
The Bottles Sway and
Shift the
Foundation on which
She Stands.