Fast Food Blues
.
Another
shift behind
the counter.
.
“Do you want
fries with that?
Super-size?”
.
My fake smile
is unfeigned
on pay day.
.
This poem is a tricube. 3 stanzas each of 3 lines each with 3 syllables.
Join 18,183 other subscribers
Come visit my Facebook page. Snippets of the current novel-in-progress show up there for your amusement.
Thanks for coming by!
- 464,187 visitors so far. Welcome back again soon!
Categories
- Alpha-biography
- anecdotes
- book reviews
- Commentary
- Friendship
- fun
- Grace Awakening
- Grace Awakening Myth
- Grace Beguiling – Petrarch
- Harp
- Literature
- Monday Meme
- Murdering Mr. Edwards
- Mythology
- narrative
- OUTLANDERishness
- poem
- Poetry
- Pondering
- poodles
- projects
- Quotations
- Reading
- Recipes
- Rotary
- Rotary invocations
- Teaching
- Uncategorized
- video
- Writing
Shawn L. Bird 
Cool Poem and a new poem form to think about.
I will be posting a few of these tricubes in the next few days.
If you try one, do post a link to yours here!