bacon lust

I can smell
bacon cooking somewhere
in my zip code.
it's been so long since
I've had any.
my mouth waters
and I want some. I
want six or seven strips.
I don't care
how fatty and full
of nitrates
it is. I want some
bacon and I want it
now. who's cooking
it, in what pan is it
sizzling
in its own grease?
where can I get some
bacon. thick long
strips fried and fatty
plucked from a gurgling
black pan.
who opens their kitchen
window and cooks bacon,
what kind of a world
are we living in now?