For thinner pancakes, use a little more milk, breaking up if desired. Billy’s mother broke
up conceptions of the cosmos and humanity’s relation to it. Billy watched tv.

The skillet is ready when drops of water sizzle, and she slides into the backseat like an
earthworm representing perception and anger.

All beings have an unchanging own-nature, like that of Billy down the street with apricot
gums. His following steadily grew as he found audience among the forest-dwelling.

She takes him in to the hilt like a starved calf. Over-handling, representing form and
delusion, toughens them. We done good, Ma!

A meal of milk rice beneath the sheltering leaves of a pipal tree; this is Asian backwoods
in suburban America. Billy likes backyard barbeques.

She stirs with a wire whisk until large lumps, representing feeling and ill will, disappear.
She stands to thicken. The car only has one working brake light.

Billy flips the burgers when the pancakes bubble and bottoms turn golden brown,
representing consciousness and greed. The other five gum rubber soles land on his abs.

For thicker pancakes, use a little less milk. She unleashes a geyser of seed. He wants IN
after this cosmic confrontation! She ties her shoelaces spot clean.

In response, a thundering earthquake resounded throughout the ten thousand surrounding
world systems and all of nature was momentarily transformed. Florida girls just aren’t as
naïve.

03/12/2008

Author's Note: The words in this poem are primarily taken from the back of a pancake box, a gay porn site, and a textbook on Buddhism, with the belief that poetry can be found anywhere, especially in Aunt Jemima.

Posted on 03/13/2008
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