Saturday, July 02, 2011

the express lane

She is a decent
looking woman,
casually dressed and around my age.

She is 
standing behind me in the express lane at the supermarket
on a late Friday night.

she has two loafs of bread
and a bottle of  red wine.

I have a bottle of vodka,
and watermelon juice.

I think about pointing this out.

Casually mentioning,
we are both off to drink somewhere.

Maybe alone,
maybe among strangers.

Maybe she could use the company,

After all
Man does not live by bread alone.

I think about
expressing these thoughts, 

But I am on my way to some other fiasco...
and running late.


No comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Los Brainacs via Email