Groceries

At the deli counter

in the grocery store on Sunday,

ordering sausage or something like it,

a slender, rather effeminate dirty blond

in low, tight designer jeans,

ankle boots, and snugly-fitting western shirt

unbuttoned except in the middle,

bent over a shopping cart,

ass on display,

and then his other one returns,

not what I expected–

chubby, less stylish–

but the first boy’s showing off for him;

they’ll go home and screw.

Copyright 2015

T. Allen Culpepper

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