Re Collection

Thank you so fucking much
for your paltry pound,
for which I will flash you
a ravishing smile
and tell you you're kind.
So you can go away,
smug in the knowledge that you've
Done Your Bit
for the suffering masses.
And I will stare after you resentfully,
thinking that if you're so bloody kind,
how come you're not beside me
with your own tin,
spending your sunny Saturday
trying to persuade
Others
to care?