042211g Just Hungry Poem by Manonton Dalan

i wonder what is that line
going to, around building
friday for restaurant; norm
i step in, part of waiting
fried fish day, very cheap
for five bucks with fries

four fryers is in full gear
turning unheard pounds
of fried 'pollock' from
your guess is right, china
next door chinese buffet
same; what else they don't

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my apology if you have
different interpretation.
i'm just hungry mumbling
poet waiting for affordable
food.