The Shop Everlasting

We walked the aisles
never stopping
to worry
whether we could afford it
or needed it
or even really wanted it

The tills were so far away
we just piled it all up high
with an abandoned exuberance
in the baskets hanging from our arms
and the trolleys
which snaked ahead of us
like a cargo train

It was comforting
so alongside the excitement
and the glee
here was a feeling
of strange contentment
as we walked onward
through this labyrinth
we never wanted to escape
in this dream
from which
we feared to wake



1. Written on August 1st, 2019


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