You were homeless
It was raining
We met outside a comedy club
You asked me for money
I gave you what I had,
plus a coat and umbrella for good measure.
We took a walk,
then a drive
just out of the rain.
You told me a story of your days as a DJ.
The story may have been true or not,
either way it was nice to have met you
I bid you farewell
and you went off to bum a cigarette
to light the fire within.