Fluorescent buzz above the shelf
A carton lying beside itself
The drink you liked is out of stock
Still I pause and check the clock
The label curls but won't let go
Like fees we set a week ago
I peel, I pause
The glue resists The price of things we always missed
A beeping door,
the aisles sigh A laugh can't soften lullaby
The tint inside this glassy frame Turns every sin a shade of sane
The label curls but won't let go Like things we set a week ago
I peel, I pause The glue resists
The price of things we always missed
Even silence has a sound Like footprints circling near the ground
Coins rust warm inside my sleeve I touch the shelf but do not leave
One more scan and then I go No receipt,
just what I know
The label curls but won't let go Like things we set a week ago
I peel,
I pause The glue resists
The price of things we always missed
Orange light spills without a sound and everything
The label curls but won't let go Like things we set a week ago
I peel,
I pause The glue resists
The price of things we always missed
Orange light spills without a sound
