What To Do In The Supermarket

So many intricate
involuntary little gestures
fill the living day, tiny

applications of the will,
speculations based
on fragile apperceptions

gathered and amassed
from half-remembered
lessons of the past

on what the likelihood
of love might be,
or how to help it last –

a while. Slyly slip
a half-ironic smile into
the supermarket aisle:

aim it at somebody
you don’t know: watch
his inner atavistic

animistic dominoes all go
through the dimensions
of his alien eyes: rig

the clumsy apparatus
of a random daily life
with the seductions

of surprise. Don’t stop.
Shop until somebody’s
heartstrings hop.

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