… has everything.

the smell of popcorn riding
in a shopping cart anticipating
the wish book catalog shopping
for tools with my dad searching
for appliances for my first apartment wanting
so badly a pup tent buying
a belt in a largely empty store waiting
in the automotive area remembering
the suburban luxuries of a simple
lifetime knowing the transience of
softer sides and why do people hate
jingles they make me smile

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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