A produce store in Stonerville – 27apr14

Down the road,
the international produce store
The owner looks as
forlorn and as his wilted greens
and blemished avocados.
His customers pick through the bins
searching for youth at bargain prices.

At the far end, I see Emily Dickinson
wearing black leather jeans.
and sniffing the tomatoes.
Ah, Emily – did they let you out today?
What misery you must endure
to see the vegetables in this
Will you make a pot of soup
or eat them raw?

I leave and walk past Dunkin’ Donuts
and see clusters of retirees sipping
coffee and eating jelly donuts
I – with my caffeinated nerves
can only look –
I walk on …. Ah, Emily.
In pale homage to : A supermarket in California by Alan Ginsburg]

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