mcciii

Sitting in the Sun

Where I am instead is a cold slab of
concrete with a bunch of cars and an
interstate. It’s not the sandwich I
proposed.

Tim, if you’ll check my back pocket,
you’ll find the bread products.  Sorry,
they’re half-squeezed into a can of
cheese.

To anyone who wants to throw me
a surprise birthday party, I like lemon
cake.  And please bring the dunce 

because I hate surprises.

How much for that left-handed cell-
phone?  He didn’t show up at Chevy’s.
We must have gotten our wires crossed
or something.

Am I not patient enough?  I think I
must’ve forgotten.  You’ve got half a
talent to show off.  Don’t spend it
all at once.