Starving
I'm about as hungry as a heifer,
but I'm on the strictest budget on Earth
spending forty bucks per week max, never
spending a penny more. For what it's worth
I used to spend about fifteen bucks per
day, gaunt and nearly starving at the weeks
end, but now I starve lightly to ensure
that I have money left over and cheeks
as plump as a well fed baby. Budgets
really suck, it would be nice to have all
the money in the world, lots of ducats
to spend on eating out and at the mall
or at the bar, getting bottle service,
but all that money would make me nervous.
Breakfast on Wednesday
I was so hungry that I had to have
two breakfasts, the one that the landlord makes,
which was actually fine and dandy save
for the mushy texture of the corn flakes,
and a pizza from seven-eleven,
pepperoni because that was all they
had, made by a buff cashier named Devin
who clearly uses steroids and drinks whey
protein shakes and flexes his huge muscles
as he works the cash register taking
credit cards and cash money that rustles
out of their wallets. The pizza, baking
in the microwave oven, came out hot,
which is how they are more often than not.
Breakfast on Tuesday
Today we decided to skip the home
made meal that the landlord makes each morning
and traveled to McDonalds to get some
Sausage McGriddles which are less boring
than the stuff the landlord makes like oatmeal
and hash-browns, and cereal, and orange
juice. Sausage McGriddles are the real deal
and McDonald's has an entire range
of breakfast menu items that are so
tasty, when I have the money I choose
the sausage, egg and cheese McGriddles. Know
this: nothing is worse than having the blues
from having an empty stomach which makes
your stomach jones for the taste pancakes.
"Three Poems" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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