You Pick #5

A letter to craft foods
As we walk down through the through fairs we will come to the spot where the oh ya factor comes into place. Twelve items or less this is what it has come down to. On the left we have the be all end all of the snake food world. Yes you are all snakes in the grass. As consumers we are backstabbers and when the risk of profit lums high on the shelf of excess the thin white line is far in the distance. Savage are we at the watering hole our young left out for the slaughter, the old left panting in the open, all bets are off. We double check the expiration date, thump, and shake and smell our way down the aisles. Be damned crooked shopping carts. There are onlya few that are still standing there are only a few left. The chattering teeth of the defeated will ring in the cat food aisle. The magizne racks all overturned, candy spilled on the floor, the faint smell of paint. All left now to do is just make it down the block, a left on Washington, cross the lawn, up the stairs, and through the door all the while hoping no one is lieing in wait for me there.