Monday, February 18, 2008

Budweiser

(Just thinking while drinking)

In some parts of the Mid West
grits are considered a vegetable
more than an average sidedish
covered in cheese
even
to compliment the plate-sized steak
that
is slightly more pink
than the charcoal
on the grill
there are lines and lines of people with heavy platters of flesh hanging over the stools at the Chuck-a-Rama all-you-can-eat buffet in Little Rock, Arkansas
Mrs. Clinton stops by for a photo op with "America today" and talks at length
about universal health care
A man is choking on a bit of all-American meat and potatoes
or grits
he desparately reaches for the that red and white bottle
his wife pounds his back and screams
"Save my baby! Save my baby!"

The hospital won't get paid

A private jet lands in Aspen
the insurance executives hail a cab to find their accomodations
downtown
penthouse
$5,000 a night

Baby isn't going to make it

His woman (we just assumed she was his wife) wails in the emergency room
"Why? Why? Why?"

The ER doc shakes his weary head
simultainiously, in another more animated reality,
one with glitter and gold,
the executives
reach for their complementary bottle of Dom Perignon
summer sausage
and cheese



Living high on the hog


dying like dogs

choking on inequality
poor food choices

reaching for
the King of Beers
to wash it all down

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