you left me at 7-Eleven that night

and you asked what

I was doing wandering the

sweet neon aisles of

windshield liquid and

Little Debbie pies late night

at that 7-Eleven out in Holton

           and I answered:

looking for you

to which you replied:


and you left me there

with a 99¢ Big Gulp between

my lips in one hand and my

plastic-wrapped heart in the other.

Photo courtesy of Flickr user Shankars