you do go on, don't you?

so you stop for gas.

the tank low,

the yellow light on.

you sigh and unbuckle.

you do go on

with these things, don't you?

the credit card

into the pump,

the numbers punched.

you clean the windshield

as you wait,

you watch the sun

melt above the Exxon sign.

then off to the store

where you buy

the necessary things.

the bread

of life. your meat.

your drink. your shaving

needs,

and other assorted

items.

you pass the flowers

and the hallmark cards

without a glance.

you do go on with things,

don't you?