Meanwhile

by on May 6, 2019 :: 0 comments

I go into Cumberbund Farms
to buy a newspaper.
A catchy pop-tune on the
radio,
a fat girl
at the ATM machine
gives me the once-over;
“Steve” makes change of
my sawbuck
as a short guy
behind me
exudes an aura of menace
that is hard to ignore…
Out by the pumps
pretty girls
get in
get out
of cars
(but do not come inside).
Thin roadside trees with buds
on their branches
sway in the breeze.

editors note:

We are all in a meanwhile to someone. – mh clay

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