Emotional Maps in Gas Station Racks

My time jangles in my pockets

as I walk into the local grocery store.

There to pick up effort

but settle for a six pack of excuses.

He reminds me 

excuses are cheaper than effort

so he will find a coupon

to get a second six pack for later.

I want to wait in the car,

but he pushes the basket into my hands

and tells me his ego

needs another cause.

He shoves a twenty dollar bill in the clerk’s hand

then talks to me about budgets

until the grocery list becomes a prison

of numbers and expectations.

I barter up dignity for this six pack of excuses

and watch as he leaves

throwing dollars at cartoon birds

and gas pump children.


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