He stops often on the road of life
to graze. He often finds himself
bingo on fuel. Gas stations, convenience
stores, even the occasional grocery.
His car is awash in pretzels, banana
skins, the detritus of coca cola. Food
is actually a map. Hang a right at
grilled cheese sandwich. Don’t
miss your turn at the cooler.
Heat your oatmeal on low. Pray
to the god meat. Always keep
some freeze dried under your
pillow. Who knows, you could
run out. Bread, wine, but
never thee. They could take
away your mouth.