A Consumer’s Delight

Modern-day utopia.

Harsh light

glares you down,

too bright.

Makes you cringe.

Some generic pop song

plays over the speakers,

barely.

The corridors stretch on

endlessly.

But,

it’s full.

Full with

everything.

Walls lined with boxes

cereals

chocolate

flour

birthday-cake mix,

everything

you could

want

need

eat.

Colors flood your sight

reds

blues

greens

all bright,

a drug trance

almost.

You salivate.

Salty

sweet

sour

spicy

bitter

cloying.

And in that

bright light

amidst a top-20s song

you find love.

Love for food.