Pizza

Mamacita bring me pizza

Any toppings will do
Please bring me breadsticks too

Beers to guzzle
Shove my nose in foam to nuzzle

I ate too much and now feel sick
I’m gonna hurl please take me home

And quick

Worry

Stifle the worry with a cold rock
Crush cans on a loop like hands on a clock

Another today
Because another’s on the way

A moment of relief
Kind but brief

Nicknames

Ice Machine
Thin Potatoes
None But One
Snickers
Filo
Whino
Bellini
Weenie Bellini
Big Bro

Two

Samuel wasn’t sure if he could handle another. He sat thinking about the one in front of him.

“Gail, think about the money we would save if we didn’t. I already know I’m going to wake up feeling like shit in the morning from the first.”

He was afraid he would be less like himself after another. Even more than he was now.

She told him to stop worrying.

“Just order the second pitcher Samuel. We’re having a good time!”

She took a sip of the beer in front of her.

Cherokee Sport

I don’t entertain
But my devotion weighs a ton
Like the ’98 in the driveway
I just run

You’ll dance for amusement
Sit on chrome mirrored
But your feet stuck in cement
Like the rest of your heard