Grocery Store

I go to the store to buy ice cream,

hoping to see you in the isle.

Sugar is my poison,

but maybe I should’ve checked the beer fridge

Because that’s your toxin.

I spend my days thinking that if I think about you showing up in my life long

enough then it might

actually happen

You know the saying, “I think therefore I am.”

I don’t believe that is true.

I believe “we are what we think,”

So maybe,

Just maybe,

if I day dream about seeing you in the grocery store it will happen.

But the real question is:

will even say hi?

I want to get high off your love one last time,

because weed doesn’t smoke the same without you.

I still get stuck in the motion of passing the bowl to you.

But you aren’t there anymore, so my lips will have to do

As I kiss the bowl goodnight from me and the moon.