knowing what you want

he wants the original brand
of hot sauce,
but he can't read, even
with his over sized
thick black framed
glasses on. you reach up
on the shelf, bring it to
his eyes, then and put the bottle
into his cart. is that
the original, he asks.
yes you tell him,
then move on to the shredded
wheat.
the big biscuits,
without a sugar frosting,
they too original.
saying so right on
the box. he pushes the cart
along, saying
the words cherry pie.
little Debbie, he says.
I like those the best.