Cough Drops And Condoms Poem by Benjamin Feliciano

Do you remember the first conversation we had?
I came into the store to buy a purple Mountain Dew.
We joked about the array of condoms beside the register.
How could one think to purchase one nonchalantly
In the convenience store in the lobby of their own apartment?
Would they try to toss it in between their snacks and cough drops?
Slide it in amongst their many purchases?
I remained there talking to you
As long as the patience of the group I was with lasted,
Paid for my drink,
Then left.