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grocery shopping with a boy who is not mine
by Meredith C Hartwellhe 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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