Best Buy Poem

I want to walk into a Best Buy and be seated at a table with a white cloth.

I  want my date to pull out my seat.

I want to ask, “What’s good here?”

I want to be served a 4k TV.

* * * 

I want the menu to be a tablet that I can eat.

“We’ll have one of everything!” I’ll say,

and my date will smile at me.

* * * 

What do you get a man who has everything?

I’m as happy as can be.

Let’s smile at each other and laugh,

and eat a projection screen.

* * * 

I had reservations for Chateau Boeuf on a Thursday.

A table out on the veranda.

“The selection leaves nothing to be desired!”

My eyes glaze over as my date says this to me.

* * * 

I thought the amuse-bouche was lacking.

Why dine out at all,

if I can’t eat a TV?

* * * 

What do you get a man who has everything?

You get him a flat screen TV.

You’ll sit on the couch and watch

as I eat the TV.

* * * 

A plate of spaghetti,

but the noodles are chords

Salads that run on Linux.

The lettuce, circuit boards.

* * * 

I want to eat at a restaurant,

but I want it to be a Best Buy.

I want to sit at a table and eat,

but I want the food to be screens.

* * * 

The table can still be a table.

The table can still be a table.

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