Ball Peen

First, go wish Miss Ginger a happy birthday. I'll wait.

And now, tonight's post.

the Kmart beckons me
her polyester siren song
aisles filled with discount goods
I sit and ponder shelf paper
plaid or flowers

decisions not made
products not found
I beckon to the red vested one
"please show me the way"
"I cannot" said she
for it is time to smoke

in spite of stark flourescent beams
I am but dark inside
when all appears lost
a voice from above
shows me the way
a blue light in sporting goods

Fin