Paul takes
an evening walk.
Albertsons offered them
as free samples
in aisle seven
by the frozen foods.
He wishes
Albertsons
offered
orange wedges
like after
Little League
baseball games
when he
was young.
Or if the produce
section
had free samples
of fresh love
on a stainless
steel tray
pierced
by toothpicks
proffered
by a girl
from marketing
who wore
a dangerous
smile.
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