Working until 2 A.M.
Mopping a blood stained
Potato peeled floor.
To supplement my basement
Kitchen, I’m pinchin’:
3/8th’s of a plastic bear shaped bottle of honey.
I have the tea.
I have the coffee.
I have a tea bag that looks like metal tongs.
Made of bulbous, Iron-mesh bongs.
½ a liter of bread crumbs from the dry storage.
0% alcohol proof and 100% mouse proof.
Transported in a ½ liter plastic TAKE-OUT container.
The type with the snap on roof.
The same in which I should send up the daily soup.
One oversized coffee mug.
Deep metal blue with white flecks.
The type a WWII soldier would shoulder.
Item #703 Made in China.
Later I will ascertain
It can contain
An entire pot of coffee
From my home-brewer.
New York flat iron steaks, vacuum packed and sealed together.
Dijon mustard, honey, and breadcrumb encrusted.
Sprawled across the line.
Laid in long interwoven rows.
Wrapped in a fluorescent shine.
Looking like a machine gun belt;
A piece of me explodes.
Working until 2 A.M.
Mopping a blood stained
Potato peeled floor.
Benjamin Jenkins 