chapbook multi-purpose macaroni (spring, 2012)

 
Copyright
2012















multi-purpose macaroni





walking in the rain,
remembering grade school days,
and dreaming up another hill to slide.

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maple trees are losing babies.







maybe i won’t make it home.

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walking in my Sunday grungies,
nowhere in particular.

the liquor store was next.

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thirty-first birthday candle
and a spoon, i’ll be a dead beat
poet soon.

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my pride and joy:
my bread and mayo.

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did you know…

cheap cabernet sauvignon goes so well
with mayonnaise sandwiches…

“you are my sunshine, my only sunshine…”

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multi-purpose liquor purchase,
ID scanned,
ego crumpled in a pocket,
proffered, smoothed out at the counter.

God looks up from a vodka tonic
with a wink.

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ahh, floodlight-bathed life.
children are playing and saying their happy thoughts.
a shadow picks its nose.

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thoughts in beer bubbles…

i was going to destroy sid.
the idea wasn’t clear.
“tell me more of this,” i thought,
and took another sip.
the idea vanished in laughter.

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…now mix your macaroni
with half a jar of tomato sauce,
half a pound of sour cream,
a three-second swirl of olive oil,
and slurp the whole bowl down.