Grocery Store Vision
That moment I step in- front, automatic sliding
doors, of my favorite grocery store 'open-wide'
slide apart this transcends my being, automatically...
into manifest...
visions of what were to come- entered in a time
she was gliding down a busy Aisle, on her way
to unpredictable places, then at that moment...
instantly- I'm all a glow, watching her go-ha-go
near decorative doughnut tables...
silk blouse, tight fashionables everywhere
on her person, pausing to read labels...
pricing all their bargains, that catch her eye-
frustrated, unable to make eye contact- I sigh
she is not really there, just a figment, are you still with me...
see now curves around a corner, while pushing my
cart, passing all their Can's, bustling by...
they mean nothing to me...
vegetable bins are full, ripe melons, tomatoes
so red, but such a nice peach- I wipe my lips...
instead of bending for a bag of potatoes
honey-bun moseys on over to a frozen section
then turns to reveal, restricted capillaries...
while viewing that - content an all calories...
I'm thinking what they would be like, bouncy
now in my direction...
embarrassed- my revelation started to fade
disappear...
Oh my! out-of-sight-
gone- my Favorite Grocery Store Vision.
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