The best thing is when you
Put on a security guard jacket
And customers stare at you
As though you’re an idiot
This happened during a Black
Friday I worked in college,
At Sears, and I often long
To don that jacket
Again so people would
Leave me to my dimwit
Ways guarding nothing,
Getting steps in, counting
The minutes till I go home
And hate the world on my own
Time, time, time—that clockwork
Rooster keeping me up
Thinking about turkey and
Mashed potatoes and dead
Relatives and stomped-on
Shoppers who, dare I say,
Played with the stove
And set themselves ablaze.
Alex Z. Salinas lives in San Antonio, Texas. His full-length poetry collection, WARBLES, Is out now released by Hekate Publishing .
He is poetry editor of the San Antonio Review, and his short fiction has appeared in numerous publications online.
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