Stacks of leftovers,
gray, deteriorating.
Will they go to waste?

A yard full of grass.
A layer of chemicals.
Brown patches persist.

Texas-style pulled pork,
buttery hamburger buns:
August perfection.

Strong cleaning agents
attack the upholstery,
producing headaches.

No, sleepy muscles!
Do not rest. Do not rebel.
Remain at your posts.

Fire all the mothers.
They can spend time with their kids,
but never feed them.

Feigning nonchalance,
the inky bike mechanic
fixed my inner tube.

Some dude sells ladders.
Some dunce of a kid buys them
for backyard wrestling.

Dress socks are on sale?!
I would like to buy six pairs…
…but they are all gone.

Fine, colorful art
hangs from the coffeeshop walls,
drawing interest.