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.