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it's like this,
you have a shopping
cart, and it's
empty of course
as you meander
down the first aisle
of memory.
you have no set
meal in mind, no
preconceived idea
of what might
become of this trip
but you are hungry
and that's a good
thing. so in they go,
an apple, an orange,
grapes, milk
and bread. a t-bone
steak. maybe you
see a bright
yellow box of
nabisco wafers
that strikes your
fancy, you'll
put it in the basket
too, but then
quickly take it
out. just the
thought of eating
one of those makes
your mouth dry,
causes your tongue
to stick to the
roof of your mouth.
but on you go
through the store
and finally to
check out, and hopefully
by the time you
get home. you
have something
and it will taste
good, if not to you,
at least to someone
who might come
across it when they
are hungry and
need a little snack.