30 dollars on pump #7

30 dollars on pump #7
I tell the gas station clerk
With shower wet hair
And dark circles under my eyes
And acne on my chin
She smiles at me and tells me to have a good night
I force a smile and tell her the same
I stand pumping gas, listening to the sound of some sing song ad telling me about the latest new car wash in town
The man 2 pumps down is coughing, no, vomiting
I think about asking if he is okay but I don’t
Because I am not okay either, and I don’t have the energy to care about anyone else