Between us two

A funny thing happened

With the woman at the supermarket.

The supermarket where I shopped

Everyday, not so much here.

I stared at the rows of colorful

Detergent, waiting to throw them

Across the floor to the elevator

Music. Every day the bland music

and the bland woman there at the

supermarket.

The woman was bland. So bland that

the entire supermarket tasted bland.

So bland that I wanted to wash the

inside of my stomach out. And on

this day, it was this day that she

held out a rag. A rag to

wash the inside of my stomach

with and joined me in the detergent.