I ordered a burger plain
with a glass of ale;
I bit into it heartily
leaving a bread crumb trail.

It curbed my hunger
the ale was crisp and cold;
onions lay atop
my leafy lettuce fold.

I munched in sweet delight
watching a baseball game;
it didn't matter who
it's pretty much the same.

A culinary treasure
of drink and meat and bun;
savoring the taste
when I didn't have to run.

Just a simple meal
a small thing in itself;
a gustatory pleasure
celebrating self.