La Playa Safeway

She puts on her make up

In front of the case

Confining the ocean

To its fate

 

A woman shoots up

In a bathroom escape

La Playa Safeway

It's getting too late

 

Someone hooked up

With a bottle of wine

And sultry advances 

From aisle nine

 

A shadow in Produce 

(He’s) almost erased

Reciting his scripture

Pleading his case

 

The floor of the entrance

A shiny red sheen

One man decided

To write his last scene