Light on the Sauce
even though
the world's heavy
and the fog
thick in San Francisco
when love
sinks a battleship
i know that
if i were to dip into a bag
of some fried mozzarella sticks
off a North Beach food truck
i'd become
one with the universe
floating
light on the sauce
Copyright © Operation Orange | Year Posted 2024
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