Planetary incontinence expected by
intercontinental ballistic imbeciles
hoping for something to fill
Yet walking through the store today
I did sense a sense of something wonderful
A spirit if you will
of comfort and ease in the rows of dried noodles and cookies
An old man smiled and waved hello to me
between the cat food and soda
Beautiful awkward people in pain everywhere
A feeling of acceptance pervaded
The tense woman and I smiled honestly as we almost collided
for the third time between the frozen fish and bread
The pimply tough guy bigger than I
stole my glances at his mother in a brotherly way
Why did the store trip seem so different today?
I should give up more often
Dan,
Great poem. I like your style and tone. I’m reminded of your line about a dog in another poem –a “smiling fellow” I think you called him. It’s subtly comedic; I love it!
I really liked the last line in this poem incidentally.
This morning (the 21st here) we saw a full rainbow–one of those rare events that may happen two or three times in a lifetime. I got a couple of pictures I’ll send you later.