the beggar’s woman is a doughnut
from a trash barrel behind a supermarket
whom he loves more than fire wine
and far loftier in context
than any diamond or trinketed
women in ceremonial dress
casting glances that are atoms bonding
its eye is clear
and there is no doubt that its
powdered surface is just a covering for
a sweet dough
discarded but offering its best
never disguising its station
he gets so much more
from his trash can rationo
than society gave him
– Candy Kaucher