Wal-Mart Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul

Wal-Mart

Rating: 5.0


I could be mistaken, but I think
Helen of Troy
is one of the shift leaders.
an there's a giant wooden horse
parked in a handicap space,
filled with folks looking like it's the last time
they'll ever eat hamburgers.

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