Life Repeats

(Mickey D's, Winter Haven FL) Fanciest McD's you ever saw! Life sized statues caught in motion, Marilyn, her skirts flying, Elvis, thrusting out his guitar in a musical ******, both Blues Brothers in black suits, ties awry --a real Juke Box playing, not Tommy Dorsey, but disco: "YMCA," "I Will survive," shades of my 70's sabbatical from marriage, reprieve from serial commitment. Huge, black workingman sits down with his senior coffee, singing along that he will survive, before heaving himself out the door to his real life. A man, his back to me at the napkins dispenser, wears a Christian t-shirt, which reads" A Blood Donor Saved My Life. The mop lady, mopping under tables, stops to jive to the music, and then, there's me, waiting in line for an Egg McMuff, standing galvanized under circular nightclub fixtures, illuminating the ceiling, brighter than the early Mid- Florida morning sun: glittering electric bands overhead of black/red/black/yellow/black. Life repeats.