Grand Opening

see them assembled, suited in
blue, grey, straining at their
neckties, shifting in their heels,
waiting for the flash that will

freeze them for all time. And
here we are, at this Grand
Opening (near Grand Street) of
cool aisles of comestibles

I simply cannot live without.

Ranging among the tomatoes, lounging
by the lettuce--oh, weighing the
heft of eggplants in her hands

oh, the loveliness of canned
peaches in heavy syrup, the
fruit cocktail, too, jumbled in a crystal cup,

marbled meats wrapped by
the butcher, humming along to
the muzak....will you still
need me......