sometimes,
on days like this--
cloudy, humid, blah days
I wish I were a blueberry.
i wish I was stuck in a supermarket
with other blueberries
in the fruit isle, in a plastic container.
just watching
happy/but somewhat unhappy people
pass by
with their carts
and responsibilities
and lists
and recipes
because i've realized that
even though blueberries are quite yummy,
people rarely buy them.
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