One day
The automatic doors
Recognize my presence
Shifting apart
Like the gates of heaven
Except if heaven
Sold two-dollar hotdogs
Along with one dollar pretzels
Grabbed the usual:
Jerkey
Chips
Soda
Nothing else to it
I felt like being a little crazy
So I grabbed a chocolate bar too
Such an adventurer.
To my surprise behind the counter
An older gentleman
Whistled away
As if there was joy in such a place
One by one
Totaled up the items
Then it slipped out:
"I gotta say, sir, why do you still work here?"
Did I offend?
I pray not
For the rage of an old man
Cannot be tempered
He gave a chuckle
Put down the bar and said
"Well, I'm not dead yet...
...might as well go out, meet some new friends."