Sixty-Sixth Entry

Yep.

Here's my poem:

ODE TO A SHOPAHOLIC

I found nutmeg in my coffee
and coffee in my shoes
and shoes in my backpack
and a backpack in my purse
but I ran towards Macy's
elbowing my way towards you.

Between many mannequins
in a world of pinks and reds
you were buying anything
half-price and wearing
it right out of the store
where it would get wet in the rain
and you would take it back.

I grabbed you and pulled
the tag off of your collar.

You looked at me
and asked where I got my glasses.