i had a coupon for free panties.
you had big boobs.
they jostled together constantly.
i half expected a third boob
to be born between them
any day now.

you led me to the changing rooms
and asked a beautiful young sales person
(who also had big boobs)
to fit me for a bra.
i said i knew my size
and i also knew that,
unlike some people,
my cup
did not
runneth over.

you laughed,
and so did the sales girl.

i guess it is easy to laugh
when you 
actually look good
in these glorified doilies.

i said, “i’m leaving.
Walmart is good enough
for me.”
you stopped laughing.
you looked slightly ashamed.

you tried to hug me
but your hands