Jul 22, 2014
Two Tomato Plants
I swallow a fistful of seeds
a sip of water helps them grow.
all day long, I wonder which one is going to kill me
the gut lacks an imagination
a good job a pleasant wife and decent kids
 I am at war
paper drugs and noise
 I am at war
my stomach, slumbering
in the produce aisle my grandfather tells me a secret,
to make a respectable salsa take only the skins of a tomato
the rest can go to the dogs
