a healthy man’s lunch
at work
eating a bowl full of salad
because i am reaching the age
where i can no longer eat
what i’d like to eat for lunch every day
i am told a meal of mixed vegetables
could keep me around for a long time
but looking around this room at the bored faces
buried in books and their phones
people also indulging in salad and their own health
colleagues crawling toward
another american retirement
i think, keeping me around for what?
oh…yes…i may one day see peru
but the salad is cold
it’s wilted from chemicals
every third bite there’s something hard
like grit in my mouth
when i pull a bit out
it’s small and white and crystal
like salt or sugar or glass
then i am just another character in a prison film
being served his poison
so i dump the salad
gleefully watch all of the longevity
mix with the other trash
fall back into my chair
to watch time move toward the afternoon
daydreaming
vistas of pepperoni pizza
and wide rivers
of coca-cola.
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