Saturday, April 28, 2007

Poem #118 of 365

The seagull in the Wal-Mart parking lot
was a bit confused. Over the sea of
suvs and shopping carts, it could
spot no fish to eat.

But we found good food just two
blocks away. The best Thai lunch
I'd had in years, in a strip mall
spot with Buddha shrines and
chubby cooks with dainty smiles.

And bottomless oceans of Thai iced tea.

I could feel the currents swell within
my belly after drinking so much,
and waddled like a beachfront
bird to one of those cars gleaming
like motored minnows in the sunlit
salty afternoon.

copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez

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