DROVE TO A STATE OF DISTRACTION
STATE OF FRIGHT
STATE OF DISTASTE
I SAW THE TRASH
SPILLING OVER ONTO THE STREET
I SMELLED THE SEWAGE TREATMENT
I SMELLED THE FRIED FOODS
IT SMELLED GOOD AND BAD
I HAD BEEN WORKING ALL MORNING
NOW I WAS HUNGRY FOR LUNCH
I WAS READY TO BE EATING
A BIG SANDWICH OR
COVERED WITH LETTUCE, TOMATO AND MAYO—
OR MAYBE A GYRO—
SIDE OF FRIES AND AN ICE TEA
"FUCK" WORKING-MAN'S SOULE MOTTO
IS IT'S MILLER TIME.
I QUIT.
I'M IN MY TRUCK, DRIVING—
DISTRACTED—
WEIRDED OUT_
I SAW THE SCENERY IN THE CITY
AND I KNEW THAT BECAUSE I HAD ABANDONED
MY JOB AFTER LUNCH
IT WAS TIME TO JAM.
A GYRO—
IT HAS—
RANCH DRESSING
IT COULD EVEN HAVE TOFU
IT HAS SODA ON THE SIDE
IT GIVES
BIG PLEASURE
BE CAUSE
IT REMINDS THEE
OF WINTER OR SUMMER
IN A COOL PLACE OF MEMORIES
IT GIVES—
A SACK OF GREASY FRESH POTATO CHIPS ON THE SIDE
IT MAKES A LOVELY MOAN INSIDE
YOUR STOMACH'S APPETITE
BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT YOU CAN BREATHE AGAIN—
YOU CAN RELAX AGAIN BECAUSE YOU CAN KNOW—
THAT FOOD SATISFACTION
IN THE SHAPE OF A SANDWICH FALAFEL WRAP—
IS WHAT HAS TO DO WITH
LIVING FREE AND EASY
BECAUSE WHAT—
YOU AINT STARVING
OR EVEN FASTING—
NO WANT
NO NEEDBEYOND WHAT'S ENERGY FOR YOUR
BODY/PRIVILEGE