Can You Believe This Guy?

"Thanks," the red shirt.
America gut. Fumes.

The stomps of
Chuck Taylors

and

Then he taps
on the diner glass

"Are you trying to start
a wildfire?"
the dry Texan flats about him
scrawled on the pane
by every Bev and Judith

leeward lunch specials
all ending in "99"

the shot of a smoker
stamping his foot in the gravel
the sorry shrug
to the man, now Smokey the Bear

pass the honey
my only friend

You know, viewer,
only you can prevent wild fires
but you can't stop commerce