But you're just a shopping cart.

by Blank   Aug 29, 2018


There you stand, so lonely, but so strong. Under the lights beam, on the silent street.
Reflecting off your glorious steel, a perfect figure.
No fear, in where you are, as you sit so still.
With pride and joy,
Not someones toy.
I squint my eyes, in thought of idea, only to be lost by the strange comedy of the shopping cart...
Outside my window.

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  • 6 years ago

    by Brenda

    Lol, it is amazing what finds it's way to our homes doesn't it?

    • 6 years ago

      by Blank

      Very true, from lost dogs to shopping carts and a BBQ Grill. Such a strange town

  • 6 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Comedy is strange when you look at it. I like this. When the tide recedes at our local creek I could swear sometimes that a sealion is laying there. Of course a closer look reveals a large piece of wood with Seaweed draped over it.

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