Poems to the Culture List

Saturday, October 20, 2007

she walked into my supermarket

it was beautiful
she walked into my supermarket
over by the meat freezer

I looked sidelong
positive it was her

we swam in the french ocean
amidst the coral
made love on the black sand
under the volcano

we were inseparable
attached at the hip
for months at a time

she looked down
selected a shrink-wrapped package
of london broil

"do you remember me?"
I ventured, shyly

"I don't think so" she said
regarding me carefully
and sashayed down the aisle

in her wake
a familiar fragrance
wafted away

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