FULL CART

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SLEEPY TIME POEMS

 

A full cart

invariably leads

to full fridge;

full freezer;

full pantry

 

innocent cans of beer

banished to the back wall

of the fridge

 

frozen ground hamburger

buried beneath

chorizo, ice cream

and mixed vegetables

 

a jar of mustard dated 2007

mysteriously goes missing

only to turn up

in the pantry in 2021

 

more than I need

less than I desire

I keep seeking fulfillment

in the aisles

of a grocery store

 

and coming up

empty handed

no matter how many items

I eventually purchase

 

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