August 10, 2012

Wake







In checkout,
trapped by all my
impulse buys,
I watch the total  
somehow adding up, 
every item being counted,
do I want
paper or plastic?
My phone rings,
cellphone speak 
all around me,
but I will talk 
only in darkness,
my wobbly wheel
dragging out the door, 
basket full
of who I was
before.

8/9/12