Beep Beep Beep
The register
Screams
And shreds my
Eardrums
To bits
If only there was
A way to
**** a sound
Beep Beep
Retail
Oh sweet baby Jesus
I hate working in
Retail
The plastic smiles and
Fake *How are you?s
The uniforms and
Time clocks
The whiny
Evil
Customers complaining
Wasn't that on SALE?
Paper AND plastic please!
CAN I SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER!?
Please
Someone just make it
Stop
I can't take this job
Anymore
Beep Beep Beep
I do not get paid
Nearly enough to
Deal with the
Leaky meat juice
On my hands
That's not really
Blood is it?
Is it?
Beep
There must be
Beep
Some way
Beep
To save me
Beep
From this
Beep
Dead end job
Beep
I will surely die here
But then
Something cute happens
Like today
For example
When that little boy
Told me
That he had strong muscles
As he tried to pick up the
Gallon of milk
To hand to his mother
And we played hide and seek
Behind the candy display
Somehow
That made everything else
Worth it
Beep Beep
I think...
*Beep
For: Up for a challenge?
Challenge #4. The Supermarket Poet
© October 2010 Sarah Lynn