Missing Something at the Grocery Store

Salmon, carrots, celery, lemons

Losing you in between the lines of the grocer’s list

The cart squeaking and clanging 

Nausea 

Cereal, I need some organic oat-flax-amaranth cereal

Coconut milk, can’t forget the-

She used to smile so magically at me from behind the lcd veil

Interdimensional love perhaps

And maybe I'll finally buy those rubber gloves for when I do dishes 

To protect my hands from the suds and from hot scald

Wondering about her again, sitting on the banks of the St. Lawrence 

Dancing the cobble walks of olden Montreal singing French folk tunes to my heart

I’ll think about her contemplating death and distance and physicality of soul and

Anything else….on that list…..

She's a poet

The best kind

Made of sparkles and diamond flares and heart pieces shattered sharp

I can hold her, none other out there can endure to hold her

I can't hold all these bags by myself though…..wish someone were here to help

Me carry all these groceries in my cloth sacks to the car