Closing Time
by Tnort
· 27/12/2025
Published 27/12/2025 17:45
The last announcement,
a flat voice over the speakers,
thinning out the few stragglers.
The click of a locked door, somewhere.
Aisle six, pasta. Empty.
A vast, fluorescent hum.
No carts rumbling, no kids whining.
Just the steady thrum of the coolers.
A forgotten banana,
dark spot on its skin,
on the candy shelf,
under a light too bright.
Left behind.
It just sits there.