Beans and Toast

[Bunx]

Beans and Toast

Roasted beans atop toast.
a specialty during these hard times.

Somehow, I circled the sun,
barely leaving the trailer.

Value, worth, progress,
a formulaic reflection of
Sounds, places, things, people.

Though this year I smiled the most
in the trailer.
Eating beans and toast.

Atop of a desk.
The screens monitor.

Songs made,
places seen,
people met.

It overheated,
as if the popping pintos
microwaved atop toast.

Illuminations, reflection.
Epiphanies, ghosts one carries
of a person past-tense.

Apparitions of goodness
Manifests in living well.
Though some skeletons,
should be left in the past.

Though the eternal testimonial,
an interpersonal reality,
regardless of the achievements
I have grossed.

Damn, I love beans and toast.