Hypergraffiti

Where I spray-paint my thoughts…

Waiting

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Waiting in line for groceries
like the folks in Communist Russia used to do when I was a child.
We pitied them: the shortages, the lack
of freedom.

Now, four days after the storm
we weigh the good of the many
against the needs of the few
and quietly queue
for toilet paper
milk
more storm chips.

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