Lost In The Mini Mart

Lost In The Mini Mart 

 

I got lost in the mini mart

Mesmerized by gatorade, cigarettes and pop-tarts

 

Later napping on your plastic coated couch

Pictures of our togetherness line the walls 

 

I want to superglue them in place

Like pieces to a puzzle that will bring us closer to how it used to be

 

Instead I fall off the couch and get stuck to the things I see

I’ve had gatorade caps, cigarette butts, and pop-tart wrappers in my pockets for weeks

 

Waiting for you

But you got lost in the mini mart

 

 

I want to superglue them in place

Like pieces to a puzzle that will bring us closer to how it used to be

 

Instead I fall off the couch and get stuck to the things I see

I’ve had gatorade caps, cigarette butts, and pop-tart wrappers in my pockets for weeks

 

Waiting for you

But you got lost in the mini mart

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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