i see the woman
tapping
on the large stack of melons
at the store.
going from one green
striped melon
to another,
knocking against
the husk with her knuckles.
she seems
to know what she's doing,
so i ask her
to tap one
out for me.
so she does, and i thank her.
then i follow her
around the store.
next to the tomatoes,
to the apples
and oranges,
the breads,
and finally to the meat.
where she picks me
out a nice cut of roast beef
for tonights dinner.
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