At Waffle House
by Michael Tusa
Staring at my $10 All Star Breakfast with extra bacon
I'm too happy
To give you any bad news
There is no way I could say
That the world is on fire
And that Capitalism has been capitalized
With a straight face
No way I could tell you
Everything's already broken
But we have gone on living
High into the hour
passed the hour
into the night
Into the sky
Like ashes
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An exquisite sense of timing in this, and an excellent sense of measure: the lines and the tercets grow narrower . . .
Good work.
Love this. Many nice touches.
"Staring at my $10 All Star Breakfast with extra bacon" reveals volumes. Love the ending too.