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grocery shopping with a boy who is not mine

by Meredith C Hartwell

he mocked my balogna
but i decide i will get more
meat from that
than the mixed nuts in his basket.

and i hate the cold
beneath the comfort
in our bed last night.
and i hate plans that fail and
words that fail
emotions that fail
words.
and i hate hunger
that food cannot subdue.

so he says i need protein
and i was saving this
honey roasted pass
for nutrition
for a rainy day.

and it is raining now,
but the cashews are too sweet.
i want the salt.
i want the salt.
the salt.
i want the tang of a grainy tongue
and i want a liquid
he cannot provide.

10/19/2002

Posted on 10/20/2002
Copyright © 2025 Meredith C Hartwell

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Ken Harnisch on 12/07/02 at 10:51 AM

lol..and don't forget the Redi-whip, while youre out shopping...:)

Posted by Matthew Zangen on 06/20/14 at 08:45 AM

Great line breaks and sizzling imagery.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 06/20/14 at 12:20 PM

congratulations on POTD. simply a marvelous poem.

Posted by H.M Stevens on 06/20/14 at 02:38 PM

wow- these are powerful words

Posted by Mo Couts on 06/20/14 at 06:25 PM

Congratulations on POTD! What a powerful poem...isn't it amazing how we get stuck on things and persons that we can't have and never should have desired in the first place? Wow.

Posted by Richard Vince on 06/20/14 at 11:08 PM

great choice for POTD. moving and poignant.

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