Grocery Carts

The faceless passive aggressive bully market and two thousand some pages of holy text were the traces of the given-up. The jackasses who never put a cart away at the overcrowded grocery lot had done their share to fuck the others just as those who spit their gum on heavily travelled paths. Holy shit, condense the world to just the four of us and the dogs and yes the families and oh yeah some friends, the neighbors too and the ones who grow the food and the chains of production and delivery and communicate what’s pertinent. At times entertain a bit, organize and….shit.

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