The abandoned self checkout lane
calling in green
space slow and quiet
divided by the usual music,
high efficiency fluorescent hum
and the beep of bar code scanners.
Mr. too drunk to know where that dam twelve and change from the last round went
takes on title as customer.
Thinks human or self check out,
who will get him watched more.
Fumbling slowly and towards under the radar
he manages to pay.
I take my coffee filters and do the same,
with a little less worry
of what morning has scheduled.
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