alternate ending

I grocery shop

with my teenage son.

We buy impulsively

to feed his never ending

appetite.

In the aisle with

Spanish soda

and rice and beans

he says, if it were

the apocalypse

I would try to get

here.

I could be stranded

here for a long time

and still be able to eat.

I say, is there any particular

aisle you would want

to be yours?

He says, produce, I suppose,

until it runs out.

And then maybe cookies

and chips.

I think to myself,

only he could make

the end of the world

sound kind of fun. 

Copyright © 2012 Nan P.

We Write Poems asked us to write a "found poem" in a grocery store. Rather than find my poem in words that I read or images that I saw, I found my poem in a conversation I had about the grocery store while there. I realize it is a bit of a twist, and still, found it was. You can read what others did with this prompt at the preceding link.