Monday, May 31, 2010

Memorial Day at the Mall

I'm a wandering zombie, I mindlessly
choose tacos, beans and rice and
watch other mice at eating stations.
Sliced, diced or minced, flesh offerings
consumed by hungry eyes starving for
more than the warmth of a pita pocket.
I stagger towards sales and
get sideswiped in a dragnet of shoes,
two cougar Barbies hoping to find
redemption in six inch heels and
perceptions of sun kissed calves.
Magnets draw me to
miniature clothing,
red, white and blue.
Drag bags through
Babylonian alleyways
Memorial day's modern function.
New toys in the cage of consumption.


  1. I especially liked

    "Magnets draw me to
    miniature clothing,
    red, white and blue."

    Thanks for the poem! :)

  2. Oh, what fun! Somehow I missed yours in the Barbie feast. I just wanted to drop by and say thanks for stopping by the book club over at HCB. I enjoyed reading your thoughts...and you got me wanting some quiche!