Poetry


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Streets of Cheese


 
 

I still don't know why anyone hasn't tried to turn a street into a giant slice of pizza.

3rd Avenue could be melted mozzarella all the time.

4th Avenue could be sauce, just sauce, but good sauce.

Cars should be made of cheese

a chrysler kraft slice

dodge gouda

ford brie cruiser

a hyundai 1998 camembert

a gorgonzola toyota 

and a V8 bleu beemer 

and during the summer all the cars melt into the pizza streets and traffic would be tasty

and a solid core team of marketers

and 500 Million to make this dream happen

 

Alain Mercieca loves poetry and also crass humour and has never found the perfect harmony between the two. His poetry zines have been praised by one kid in Upstate New York who reached out to him on Twitter. Alain lives in Montreal but hates any sense of patriotism whatsoever beyond "which terrestrial spaces you can get shittered within".


 
Alain Mercieca