Buying Reality
I used to wonder why so many shop;
often, while buying nothing;
for some; it was a habit they couldn’t stop;
browsing; they’re merely bluffing.
What was the attraction; their allure;
don’t they realize the time they waste?
An incurable itch; they couldn’t cure;
drinking coffee; but don’t like the taste.
Most of my time, I usually spent working;
there aren’t enough hours in the day;
idle shopping, to me; much like shirking;
killing time shopping; was never my way.
Then it happened; I lost my wife to cancer;
and, we’d lost our business, before;
I suddenly found endless shopping; an answer;
spending much of my time in a store.
In my life, I’d became a vacuous addressee;
with nothing significant to do or say;
shopping brought a semblence of normalcy;
helping me get through another day.
I suddenly realized why others were shopping;
they were seeking a taste of normalcy;
they had to continue; without even stopping;
in search of the scent of reality.
I have a greater sense of life’s duality;
am embarrassed to have to admit;
in all my shopping; I’m buying reality;
because, I’m no longer in it;
Monty 2/11/24. # 1,996