Tag: observations

Papa Red

3 anthropomorphic planters I found at the thrift store. Full pic @ the bottom.

Papa Red

At the end of the day,
was that hilarious man,
sprawled across that charming and
fabulous, re-upholstered, vintage couch
every chance he could get
(kinda like that throw pillow
that’s neither cozy nor not in the way,
but deemed stylish by the hosts
and always set in its precious place
and, most importantly, possessing
that pop of red I cannot help but see)
only seemingly our treasure, our joy,
and ever so naturally inclusive?
Or is he really just dated decor—
misplaced—
and brazenly obtrusive?

-Z
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If not for my cart, then whose?

Aisle 8

Aisle 8 

Look—everything was perfectly fine
until the frickin’ DJ of Aisle 8 decides
the bottles of olive oil and vinegar,
stacks of tuna fish and whatever
weren’t put up exactly the way he does
Do you know he calls us Whippersnappers?

He’s always sucking his teeth and complaining
Not that song again!
The store never plays one single song 
he isn’t dying to turn down
That’s why I call him The DJ

You tell him I said “Thanks a lot”
His DJ days are over!
It’s about time he retires 
and buys a sweet place
on Isle 8

-Z