poetry

kelvin m.

it’s a tuesday
we are eating lunch

I go to town on
spinach and
nutritional yeast
and vinegar piled
high in old
tupperware

my food
smells terrible
he tells me so

I eat like an animal
but I use a plastic fork
I found in a drawer

“what luck”

he’s a comedian
he does an impression of
me eating

they laugh

he does an impression of me
talking

“what’s your favorite band?”
(pause)
“well whatever it is,
I want you to know
they suck.”

they laugh

they nod
in agreement

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