the big store

the store with everything
is bright
and large, pulsing
with music
and lights.
a man in a wheel
chair greets you
cheerily at the door
you forget
why you are there.
dizzy with so much
to see and touch.
your list is wet
and smudged in your
hand. tires and bread
together. shrimp
of three sizes
next to paint
and women's wear.
you leave with nothing
though. you
strangely don't want
to be a part of this.