i go to the fast food place
there's a one time only promotion
i don't recall
exactly
but it was something like a cheeseburger, fries, soda in paper cup with plastic lid and plastic straw, ketchup packets,
all of it huge
maybe a little too huge
because there was the one part
mostly elided
where i started opening my mouth to eat it all up
but i just kept on opening my mouth and opening it and opening it and opening it and opening it
i couldn't get enough of that opening it action
even though this was probably one of the most distressing sensations i ever experienced
i couldn't get enough of that opening it sensation
like fuck the golden crisp
opening it's where it's at
beyond the elision
i guess i finally ate the food
i stride out of the restaurant
there it is
boxy, unimpressive building
framed by concrete desolation
there's a combination vape shop/yoga studio right next door
there's the dude who talks to himself that lives rough while thousands of cars serviced by thousands of people pass him by, no fucks given
there's this incongruous patch of grass
i see this other super high frame rate version of myself grappling with yet another version of me wearing a fast food uniform, rolling around on broken beer bottle shards scattered all about that incongruous patch of grass, and i remember jokes i used to tell about mirror matches between hologram resurrections of dead celebrities, like how would a lethal finisher work between two dead hologram fuckers, that sort of thing,
and i am sipping still on my huge soda
when the restaurant explodes in spectacular slow motion
because it's a miniature
and because it really was a one time only promotion
