Tuesday, September 3, 2019

all you can eat

before nine a.m.
they're buying beer while
eating ice cream.
fried chicken for lunch,
pizza
on the beach,
sub sandwiches in between.
no one starves
here at the beach.
every sign blinks come on in.
all you can eat.
you name it.
crabs.
steaks.
baked potatoes.
flounder galore.
captain john's, captain jack's,
captain Ahab.
Mr. donut,
Mrs. Crepes,
Uncle Joe's food emporium.
unbuckle that belt,
put your wide pants on,
your big shirt,
your big dress and hunker
down
to something buttery,
something fried,
something sweet.
it's vacation time, time
to eat, eat eat.

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