braggadocio in a minor

barely visible with clothing on, he wandered through the shop keeper's estate sale. everything from small tahitian bread baskets and window accessories all the way to overstuffed russian hand puppets, whatever. nowhere for him to hide, he decided to buy a saucer and call it a day. bagging all the groceries in his mind, he stopped to test the water. he left it for someone else to fiddle with. over the cracks and past his trusted snack pack retail delivery friend's house. time to call it a day. all the sheep herded into the corral just west of his ad-infinitum arboretum.