Convenience Stores

Sometimes I walk into convenience stores at midnight
and breathe in the complexities of their smells
        marshmallow cakes with no expiration date
        sausages forever turning on hot metal bars

Time is still
        stops

I shake hands with insomnia from 3am instant coffee
Offer an obligatory smile to the tight-lipped cashier stuck in a different realm of time as he works the graveyard shift

I walk in through the front doors
and it greets me like the stranger I need

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