Saturday, November 21, 2015

Food Cart No Heart

Food cart no heart,
he thought he’d put it on milk crates and call it art.

Food carted and drinks in the cooler,
sitting there learning something new - Buehler.

Missing so much heart,
couldn’t afford it on his shirt that should say I heart New York.

On his head goes a paper hat,
in his head he thinks, ‘A keg I’ll never tap’

So in his lap, and on his phone, he redeems an Uber code.
What’s missing from this picture, he thinks, ‘Where my fucking truck GO?”

Sitting there at the end of a trailer,
like someone who doesn’t want to pay for the movie,
can’t make up their mind so they squat on the trailer…


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