fried chicken to go

an angry man pulls
a gun
in the fast food
store,
coming back
in from his car
and demands
that they get his
order right.
i said crispy,
he screams,
spicy and dark
meat only.
and i want
fries with that
not beans.
he waves the gun
around
in the flourescent
lights
jumping onto
the counter,
i want a biscuit
too, not a hard
sweet roll,
now take this
bag of plain chicken
breasts and make
it right
he yells, do it
now or someone
is going to
get hurt. i'm
hungry dammit.