Guest Poet – Mike James

Campbell’s Soups

The labels have fallen off my soup cans. I’ll have a grilled cheese with something for dinner. That’s been my day. A morning unicycle ride to the grocery store and the weekly discussion, with myself, about Elizabeth Bishop (pro and con) over a lunch bagel. An afternoon penny toss in front of the courthouse was my favorite social time. I just wish I’d found someone to play with. Penny toss solitaire is less fun. But that’s been my day. I followed a cat up a tree. I got stuck. The cat got down. Firemen came and laughed at my kilt and suspenders. I’ve never met a fireman interested in either fashion or Scottish history. My chief rescuer had tomato soup breath as he carried me down.

Mike James

Published by donmatthewspoetry

I just like playing round with words. And having fun

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