did ya' ever
look "in" your 'frigarator?
see what you'll find?
man, it'll blow you're mind.

opened the door.
opened a drawer.

"vegetbles"
it said.

is that what they are,
coulda' fooled me.

was that "lettuce"?
but, it's brown or it's black,
or some color i ain't never seen.

half a tomatoe,
wrapped in the wrap.
must be old,
judgin' by the mold.

then, there's the "milk".
least it's cold.
what's that smell?
oh yeah, "the milk".

"meat"
that i could eat.
well, maybe back then.

"cheese"
there's the wrappers,
but where my cheese Be?

what's with all these baggies,
empty and bare?
musta' been good
i ate it while i could.

thirsty.
what about some "water"?
well, i've got a jug,
and there's always the Faucet.

OK. OK.
not desperate yet.

got ketchup.
got mustard & mayo.
sandwich!
sandwich! sandwich! sandwich!

what' ' bout bread?

Oh.

well, there's always
The Faucet.

where be my glass?

well, hell,

there' s always
The Faucet.

randon thoughts from a random mind.
just fillin' time, not makin' a ryhme.

hope that ya' smile, least for a while.
afterall, that's parta' my style.-steve

Copyright ©2002 steve patterson