The Longship

I was blessed at the gas station today.
A sneeze was my entry to Valhalla,
complete with chocolate peanut butter eggs
and live bait.
Everything I need was within reach
for once. Including lighters and magazines.
Milk, bread, and tissues before the blizzard.

My pea coat held me contained
like a turtle. Afloat in conveniences.
Imagining the fierce flight of Viking ships
as I stood in the oily wind,
I pretended I was a warrior queen,
surveying plunder of Tastycakes and beef jerky.
A blessed journey continues. Achoo.


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