Lunch

Heroic
efforts fail
but he's too cold
hearted to care.

Some nobody
dies at his hands
and all he can think
about is lunch.

(Bento Boxes:
a compulsion,
like counting
granules of sand
on a beach
where no dogs
are allowed.)

Acidic coffee
residue
still lingers
in the back
of the throat.

“Teriyaki Chicken’,
tongue and stomach agree.