23:20

Night owls scavenge
breakfast. Or is it lunch?

Lost track 4,015 wrappers ago.

Estranged, studded youth
shuffle the CD bargain bin like

Sunday afternoon gin.

 

No incentive to be satisfied.

 

Career bachelors shop efficiently,

selling their GI tracts to the lowest bidder.

 

Two gigolos walk a breast

intently past the coolers.

 

Candy is dandy but liquor is quicker.

 

Denim gazelles graze in the

bulk food, cheeks and pockets pregnant

with the doldrums of small town America.

Reviews

[Brittany W]

Simply fantastic and creative, i loved this.. you did truly an amazing job, nicely done.

[Darryl Davis]

Thanks, Emma. In fact, I pretty much wrote it in a Wal-Mart the last time I was in the US. I always make it a point to see the local "Walmartians"...gets me back in contact with America LOL!

[.n.]

This is great. I like the last stanza particularly. My first impression was 'the observations of a security guard at a Walmart store' some of your details take me right to that place. Enjoyed it.