I stand in Produce deciding
between Romaine or Boston
when suddenly the air comes
alive with Meatloaf.
belting out Seger’s
Old Time Rock and Roll.
A man in Cheese grabs
a woman from Deli
who swings her hips
past Seafood
where someone
with a clam
in each hand
keeps time.

At Customer Service
clerks beat on boxes
with basters
and cashiers
atop the conveyor
clap hands
leaving shoppers
to bag their own.
I grab a long zucchini
and twirling it like a baton,
step rhythmically
out the door,
the parade
behind me.

And up above—
balloons float free:

Get Well

Happy Birthday

Bon Voyage