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I remember the one time I trafficked pizza... by Christine Veasey

 


I remember the 

one time I trafficked pizza...



To be distributed for free, 
but nonetheless 
I thought I was cute & funny
bringing Little Caesar
to stab Pizza the Hut 
in the back 
for only offering one free slice
to the first so many people
not understanding
there's no such thing
as free lunch
or a free concert
without a sponsor

While Macaulay Culkin 
sang with his band
who parodied songs
by the Velvet Underground
with pizza references
I handed out slices
getting high-fives
from hipsters and 
hardcore punks

We were all just happy
to share a love
of things that do not
normally collide
including one another
in this hostile city



Christine Veasey feels that Live, Laugh, Love equals Pizza, Tacos, Ice Cream. Mushroom is her favorite topping. 
Christine publishes micropoetry under the handle @honneylovepoems on Twitter.





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