"Last Trip To Costco"

Pieces of paper
scattered and gather'd
written on recycled sheets & rolled up retail reciepts
pen pressed against jargon
and laser laid fine print return policies
tell the story of our falls feats and fallacies


grinning
glasses wearing
plaid-shirt-sporting
strange strangers
walk by
as the story is scrawled
in a rough hand
by a man--
very alive
and ever present
hearing
words
whispered on the wind
musical whispers
words that once written
one can never
rescind


He sees eighty-year-old hobblers
racing
for cases of pre-fab fodder
to be sold at wholesale prices
but never consumed
it's interesting considering
this beast of consumption
continues to balloon
he sees someones' last trip
to the grocery store


they didn't know...
still adding up items in their head bewildered wondering
"should I have bought one more case of those..." "one more"


The Great Northern Railroad
and the cars
and sky-busses
of tomorrow
will carry the children
and cousins
and brother
of that ignorant soul
looking so weary
so old
to the place chosen for such things
and they'll bring their nice clothes and their kids
to the hole in the ground with no lid


and someone


someone... will be born
(from the ashes of their sadness)
and their diapers will be bought in bulk