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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all-purpose wallflower
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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 pasta sauce, half a pound of sour cream, a three-second swirl of olive oil, and slurp the whole bowl down.
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