THE HOT DOG

Oh, hot dog, you repulse
me with your alleged meat!

The ineluctable greasyness,
that sheen of rancid oilyness
when you are fried at home.

The watery-pink nothingness
the lumpy tastless gristleness
when you are steamed away.

I will not sample your delights
Again, for they are as false
As a politician’s promise.

Good Night.