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September 06, 2005
the day the monkeys ran wild
in the grocery
a flashlight might have been handy
towards the back
in the meat department
it was like getting up
in the middle of the night
to take a piss
in a strangers house
luckily the liquor
and cigarettes
were near the front with all the spilt coins
tired and dull
waiting for the stampede to
curtail
I grabbed some Pabst
and a couple boxes of something that looked edible
the wife grabbed some gourmet shit
from the pasta zone
we dumped the loot in our neighbors truck bed
and went back for more
in the strangled light
a black woman noticed my skin tone
and announced to the store
'damn, there even be some white people up in here robbin'
I smiled and grabbed some spices we couldnt afford
and a couple bottles of wine
on the next run I almost broke my ass
slipping in a pile of broken beer bottle
but managed not to drop my frozen pizza
the guy we were with began to feel
nervous
or guilty
and suggested we go
on the way home
sitting in the bed of the truck
with our liberated goods
I cracked a can open
and realized the end
was swift in coming
and wondered
where I was
one week ago
today
far from this
and that
was not far enough
Posted by Drexler at September 6, 2005 08:13 PM