Shawn L. Bird

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poem-Fast Food Blues September 2, 2022

Filed under: poem,Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 11:13 am
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Fast Food Blues



shift behind

the counter.


“Do you want

fries with that?



My fake smile

is unfeigned

on pay day.


This poem is a tricube. 3 stanzas each of 3 lines each with 3 syllables.


2 Responses to “poem-Fast Food Blues”

  1. lengesinski Says:

    Cool Poem and a new poem form to think about.

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