“I Keep A McDonald’s Cheeseburger Wrapper In My Pocket Just In Case”
I keep a McDonald’s Cheeseburger wrapper in my pocket just in case.
In case, I might need it.
On the off chance that I need to feel its lightness.
Especially, when I tremble through a not-looked-forward-to commute.
I can slide my hand into my fat khaki pants,
And grab for the wrinkled wax paper.
Crumpled testimony and smooth wrinkles.
A sensory masterpiece.
Or, I could use it to pick up a dead rodent that can sometimes be found in the laundry room of my apartment building.
Like the time I dropped the third of four needed quarters.
It rolled towards the underneath of the washer.
There, I found a dead mouse.
I didn’t have a McDonald’s Cheeseburger wrapper at the time.
But, if I had, I would have used it to pick up the dead mouse.
It occurred to me while sitting in McDonald’s,
As I was disrobing the first of my two Cheeseburgers;
That the wrapper could prove useful.
Dreadful careful not to carry over any food residue,
I practiced careless origami until the shape made sense.
I placed it in the secret pocket of my Loose Fit Jeans.
Just in case.
Other times, while bored, I’ve brought it out to examine it.
Turning it over in my palms.
Familiarizing.
Then came the weird thoughts.
I’d wonder if the material could be cut large enough to make a good burial shroud?
Or, could the paper be used to soften the edges of sawed out glory holes?
Smiling creepy large at the thought of McDonald’s executives finding out my clandestine ideas about their wax wrappers.
If I use the wrapper,
I can always get another.
But, that being said,
I’ve grown quite attached to the one in my pocket.
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Welcome to my effort. Yes, as a great procrastinator, it requires great effort to stay focused on something productive that matters to me. I’ll find any old excuse to traipse from project to project, and I rarely end up at the place I started. I find this maddening, and exhaustive. So it is with high hopes, and a greater grasp of self-awareness, that I embark upon staying the course so to speak.
I enjoy writing. Be it blogs, fiction, poetry, etc. I love the craft and the act of creation, the art in and of itself, for it’s own sake and end. I am happy to be able to do it.
Some stats:
Born: March 1974
Education:
St.Francis de Sales, Charlestown MA
Don Bosco Technical High School, Boston MA
University of Massachusetts at Lowell, Lowell MA
Bunker Hill Community College, Charlestown MA
DePaul University, Chicago, IL
North Virginia Community College, Arlington VA
Harvard Extension School, Cambridge MA
Place of residence: Somewhere in the land of metro Boston. It’s vaguely familiar and becoming home more and more by the day, but when you come from “The Town” all else fails by comparison.
Favorite Color: I’m partial to all forms of blue.
Favorite Author: c’mon! don’t expect me to answer that, there are too many.
I enjoy memories of playing 80’s Atari better than playing any advanced gaming system that exists today.
Some day:
Hope to be recognized for my paper clip collection. As well as my 27 rejected applications to Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailiey Clown college.
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