Ladies

I frequent the Arc thrift store

in search of various items

linger in the ladies aisles

always smile and wonder

what’s in style.

Often a conversation starts

then quickly subsides

as though we both know

it’s time to hide.

From the ladies section I

slowly move towards nicknacks

always in search of something

to dust.

From there a few steps away

I pause to play

in the toy section

for I swear I’ll never grow up.

Then over to pictures and frames

study photos and paintings

empty frames that once held

memories.

After a short time I

move over to electronics

realize how wasteful we’ve become

saving the planet is not happening

nor ladies in search of

in a thrift store

love.