Poetry | Snacking
Night Chips
Poem
for the sake of this poem
let’s say you did get the chips
or the crisps as they say over there
let’s say for the sake of this poem
you got up from the couch and
put on shorts and shoes
walked to the Chevron
what’s better for the poem?
with or without the phone?
can you face the fifteen
minutes of no media
nothing coming in
except bug sounds
and streetlights
and cars driven by people
going to buy their chips
can you face the silent
summation of calories
and nickels and dimes
and existence time
and they’re just chips
as you debate how far
is too far to turn back
or is there music in earbuds
to fight the silence
to compete with tired
in the name of hungry
a montage of no fucks
to give for the rules of
this story
sleep is what you need
you know it
but chips
for poem’s sake
let’s say
chips wait
