Everyone’s in the game
smooth talking the elderly and homeless alike
knowing less than they should
but selling the creamy bullshit better than most
It is the secret of the business
flash and grin with the charm
to alleviate the odor from an insignificant waste
of Pan-given resources
Wood to wood, stoop to steaming stoop in
the melting summers of the American institution
a little too loud, slightly too proud
masked in marshmallow sweetness
to conceal the sour intention of a lost belief in the
muses and nymphs who once brought truth to
a Bohemian humanity from which the
cells of the redundant have evolved
One bite, teeth sinking deep into the sweetness of lust
powdered sugary coating the hours that seem to always
hide the insecurity of never quite knowing a place of existence
The salesman trudges door to door
peddling dreams of the lost highways that once hitched
clear across a once great country while believing in the simplicity of
the fantasy of one delicious marshmallow man
af
(written drunk with pen on paper)
I never liked marshmallows….
Really? You ever try the real ones? They sometimes are much better than the processed stuff. TJ’s also has a dark chocolate covered mint marshmallow around the holidays…delicious!!!