Sunday, June 28, 2015

95 in the Shade


At the grocery store this morning
While uncarting my goods at the
Checkout stand, I made a clichéd
Remark to the clerk as she scanned:

“It’s gonna be a hot one today, 95
In the shade the weather folks on
TV claimed.” (Whatever possessed
Me to comment on the weather? I

Usually never begin a conversation
With such trivial matters.) But I
Figured 95 was a safe and hot topic
Given that I didn’t know the woman

From Eve. And sure enough, the
Issue of weather didn’t impress her
Enough to illicit a remark in return.
That is until she got to the ½-gallon

Of Peanut Butter Panic Ice Cream I had
Selected. “Hmmm,” She sighed without
Looking up at me or interrupting the tan-
talizing  flow of that cool carton sliding

Satin smooth through her wanting finger
Tips, “Gotta get me some of that.”


Chris Hanch  6-20-15  

3 comments:

  1. Peanut Butter Panic Ice Cream. The poem with details I get. Good thing you opened with small talk/cliche...sometimes they lead to acknowledgement of exceptional food choices. Thanks for the nice carton of details.

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    1. I'm alway tuned to the possibilities no matter how trite the beginnings. Thanks, Matt, for your comments.

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