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it was just one of those
full moon days when the loonies
were out and busy practicing their looniness
so, so, so
be bold if you want to
do more than think about
kicking the butt of the horrible
woman next to you in the ten item line
the one who is sneering and loudly
counting your eleven items, twice
be kinder than you want to be,
no kicking.
be wise as a serpent
be gentle as a dove
take the 2 oranges out of her
clenched fists and begin juggling
them, concentrate very hard
until the oranges
become bumblebees,
that flitter and buzz and dive bomb
before settling into the nest
of her witchy hair
there to make sweet honey
of her frazzled life.
and that man who insists
on throwing outrageous numbers
into his cell phone. holding captive
the deli line with his million dollar deal
give him a necklace of linked sausages,
bratwurst would be best,
and dance him down the aisles
until he promises never to use in public
the words merger or stock shares
ever, ever again,
and heads for produce
doing a soft shoe.
take the little boy in the giant red
shopping car that is crashing
against cartons and over feet
and place his harassed mother's hand
in his and count to ten
they will next be seen
flying over Aspen
singing about golden leaves
and having more than enough time
for everything under the sun
invite the irritable butcher to lay down
his knife and stuff himself
full of candy corn and licorice
until he becomes a large round
Halloween pumpkin,
winning 1st place in the show,
before retiring to the garden
of a family of five,
whose youngest child
and he laugh, great jolly laughs
that burst across the sky
and are often found
giggling into the falling twilight.
the soul is here for its own joy
the poet said
help it happen daily
at a grocery store near you.
