bullseye.

I found something small,

Within urban sprawl,

To bring me joy,

And I said, ahoy.

To the Target store,

I walked in the door.

Put on my mask for the friendly staff.

They sanitized my cart and I didn’t need to ask.

First to beauty,

I’ve missed this duty.

To make up my face,

And go to an actual place.

Next up is food.

Depending on my mood,

I choose many snacks.

They keep me coming back.

I’ve gained the quaran-ten,

But I’ll go back again.

It’s too great a feat,

To fight against the lure of a comfort eat.

I browse the children’s clothing aisle,

Maybe something to make my niece smile.

I grin at Cat and Jack,

As they hang on the rack.

The kid stuff makes me grin,

Just like I’m a kid again.

Unicorns and glitter,

Small birds all a-twitter.

Dinosaurs playing sports,

And sharks on little shorts.

Tiny hair bows and sneakers,

So many different creatures!

I tear myself away,

To try on swimsuits today.

There’s no where I can travel,

But I’m hoping not to unravel.

The fitting rooms are closed,

But I feel confident about the bikini I chose.

I’ll only be sitting on my fire escape,

Sweating like crazy and dreaming of a lake.

Off to the school supplies,

There’s nothing better, in my eyes!

I don’t even go to school,

But all of their stuff is cool.

Notebooks, stickers, and pens,

I’m a kid again!

Pencil holders, markers, and a mirror for a locker,

I’d get one but remember I’m an “adult” and I feel somber.

The sadness is short-lived,

I realize I have so much more to give.

This store inspires me on a religious level,

And I love to come here and revel.

Last stop is candles,

Or perhaps maybe sandals.

Either way,

I’ll be using self-checkout today.