Saturday, February 2, 2019

Safeway Love Poem

There’s a pigeon strutting along
in front of the soup bar
inside the Safeway
Some little kids scream with delight
as they try to chase it out
the automatic doors
but it keeps running away from them.
The doors keep opening and closing
as right outside, a homeless man
crouches on the curb
with a full case of bottled water
unscrewing the caps one by one
and pouring all the water
into the sewer grate
Across the street, a couple of guys
try to sell me a case of Corona
but I’ve got my container of soup in one hand
and a bouquet of flowers in the other
the third-cheapest ones they had
because even though it’s not payday yet
I just couldn’t wait

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