Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Our every  movement  planned
(grocery shopping)

Before me a sea
of fruits and veggies…
and tended grocery carts

Between mustard greens
and the fresh string beans
I see an old friend of mine

We are most likely
to cross paths and meet
if I thread my way towards her.

Just the two of us
amid the shopping chaos--
making a chance encounter--

I hurry a bit
so as not to miss
smiling all the way.

An instant before impact
we spy and react
Bump, shock, “Hi!”

Not as expected:
delight un-reflected--
Just a “hi-how-are-you?”

I sigh, “fine-and-you?”
So embarrassed.
I roll on towards potatoes.

our every movement planned

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