November 20, 2009
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I ring, I scan, I ring,
an endless count of items
that people throw in front of me.
Their apples, their peanut butter. My headache.

I bag, I bag, they leave.
A quick thanks
and off they go to their own
simple lives. As for me,

I ring, I scan, I bag,
for the never ending line
that disappears from sight
back into the bread aisle.

I hate, I hate, I hate,
last minute shoppers of
cups for parties.
My empty mind envies as

I ring, I scan, I die.

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RAVER said...
Mar. 24, 2011 at 12:17 pm
hey, i realy like this, it's catchy and well its awesome..^.^
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