Apparitions with arms akimbo fill the streets.
We put our plans on hold.
Visions of popcorn dance on our graves.
We had hoped to start from scratch but time ran out.
Instead we join situation comics
in the land of makebelieve
to capture the colors of chameleons.
Before embarking on our quest,
we sit down with cider and doughnuts
at the neighborhood supermarket.
They are superb conversationalists.
I am bedazzled by the constellations
of canned soups and decide
to spend a few days as a vacation of sorts
on the shelf in aisle E.
