always plenty of mindful food 
for starving for-attention+affection
poets,

threw up a whole lot of poems,
to get them climatized properly,
no worries, hundreds more
squirreled away,

come Thanksgiving they’ll be
properly aged, and some will
yet be sticking to the ceiling, 
a time we call, hehehe,
The End of the Fall

no worries you vegans,
they are unaccompanied~
children, no meatballs
attached, at least none
weighing more than a pound