Note for foreign readers (if there are any): A convenience store in the U.S. is one that is open 24 hours a day and stocks things you might want at odd hours.
The Inconvenience Store
Always closes as you pull in
the parking lot. It’s open twenty-four
hours – but on someone else’s clock.
Even if you succeed in sneaking in,
it’s out of what you want:
ice in August, diapers at midnight,
condoms for that special date -
while what it does have is slightly
off. The milk gone sour, the cheese
suspicious, the newspapers second
rate. It’s merely there to teach
you to be patient, to plan
ahead and to reconsider
what you merely want
and what you really need.
The Inconvenience Store
Always closes as you pull in
the parking lot. It’s open twenty-four
hours – but on someone else’s clock.
Even if you succeed in sneaking in,
it’s out of what you want:
ice in August, diapers at midnight,
condoms for that special date -
while what it does have is slightly
off. The milk gone sour, the cheese
suspicious, the newspapers second
rate. It’s merely there to teach
you to be patient, to plan
ahead and to reconsider
what you merely want
and what you really need.
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