friday in winter

it snowed
for the first time
in her
adult life
she wanted to telephone
someone
but
her girlfriends
all had new lovers
her old lovers
all had new girlfriends
her potential lovers
all had wives
she opted
to buy groceries
instead
fulfill
her family’s needs
maybe
the produce guy
would once again
smile quietly
heavy with intent
while
she wandered
aimlessly
pondering
the futility
of self preservation
squeezin’ peaches
sniffin’ basil
samplin’ honey
dreamin’ of marigolds
and
hopin’ for spring’s
possibilities