Wednesday, February 3, 2016


i ate a cheeseburger
once.  in arizona

and i pictured it
in my stomach. 

it felt sharp for
some reason.  

i pictured it as 
yellow and brown

with thick pine
needles for spikes.

i wanted to eat 
dessert.  so 

i pictured moving
some things around

in that stomach of 
mine.  to make room

things like, a few 
traffic signs.  a

table.  a lamb.  
some shoeboxes. 

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