The Right Stuff
Some say I taste too brainy,
Not salty enough
Shirking from the scent
of earthiness.
Honey is too sweet for me—
leave it to the bees.
I itch to embrace deadlines:
Submit! Submit! Submit!
I race toward the future,
time melting like Dali’s clock
not sucking up the now.
I need to eat more chips with hot salsa,
to make me thirst for the right manna.
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