Lunchable

-Lunchable-
by Keaton Foster



Square meat
Round cheese
Incased
No space to waste
Each compartment
Shaped by food
Thickness and depth
Proximity
Always via relatability
Lunchable
Usually containing
Processed meat
And angled cheese
Crackers
Meant to be stackers
Proper separation
Must be checked
Nothing can touch
One will infect the next
One will spoil every other
The desert
Is meant to be last
But
I always eat it first
Damn those rules
I ain’t playing no game
I paid for this shit
Lunchable
An all in one meal
Meant for growing boys
Satisfying to this old man
Reminding me of a time
Way way back when
My darling mother
Use to pack me a lunch
She use to write
The sweetest of notes
On the bag
I love you my dearest son
Do your family proud
Packed with kindness
Sealed with a kiss
Lunchable
Such eternal plastic
Will be wasted
I recycle nothing
And waste everything
There my friend is some
Food for real thought
Ridiculous I know
An absurd poem
About compartmentalized
Meat and cheese products
Packaged for ease
Meant to be eaten by kids
Taken to school
Packed on trips
Lunchable
To me it’s not just a meal
It’s a missing part of my youth
Sure I can still buy them
Certainly I can still consume them
They are not children exclusive
If you have a saw buck
Easily they’ll sell you
A half a dozen of them
Lunchable
Food meant for kids
Packaged for ease of use
Functional forms of meat and cheese
Everything that a growing boy
And a grown man really needs…


Lunchable
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.