Grocery Poem Iv
No one is going to say it,
but your baby is ugly.
& how could I be the bad guy for saying so?
It’s an ugly world, too, where industrial
tile is stained with spilled Diet Coke
& beer cost less than frozen spinach.
but all the cashiers say ‘have a great day’
as they stare into the middle distance
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