supermarket, infinity, fresh fruit

sometimes when you walk into a supermarket
you catch a glimpse of a crack

to your right the stacks of peaches
to your left toys from china
it's not that though

it may be your life goes into closed circuit
this doesn't just feel like deja vu but
what's the point when you expect it?
when your life doubles back do you start to reject it?

there are realities and realities
and seams where things got grafted in
sometimes the earth beneath you would like to shudder
it gets to feeling all hemmed in

there are lengths and there is
distance
though the infinite number of points is not measured

in spring new buds laugh and grow right through 'em
the fruits are sweet and here are piled
so neat and even.