Once I made a BLT...
Crispy with bacon, lettuce, and tomato.
Momma wanted one too, so I made her one.
Pappa wanted me too, so I made him one.
The bacon wasn't crisp, she said.
The lettuce wasn't crisp, he said.
The tomato wasn't ripe, they both said.
I'm not making you another, I replied.
The belt was not used, but they smiled.
That smile followed me like an aimless ghost.
I want some Kellog's Corn Flakes, because my throat hurts.
-WHITMORE'S SHINING STAR