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bacon!
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I.

Among twenty snowy mountains
The only aromatic thing
Was the bacon in the camper’s skillet.

II.

I was of three minds
Like a sandwich
In which there are bacon, lettuce, and tomato.

III.

The bacon whirled in the food processor.
It was a small part of the sauce.

IV.

A man and another man
Are one.
A man and another man and bacon
Are one.

V.

I do not know which to prefer:
The beauty of the sizzle,
Or the beauty of the steak,
The chewing of the bacon
Or just after.

VI.

Icicles filled the narrow freezer compartment
With ozonic aroma.
The packages of the bacon
Stacked here, right and left.
The date
Traced in the packages:
An indecipherable expiration.

VII.

Oh thin men of Gotham,
Why do you eat celery and pretzel sticks?
Do you not see how the bacon bits
Wait in the container at the end
Of the salad bar?

VIII.

I know subtle flavors
And fancy, complicated recipes.
But I know, too
That bacon is involved
In what I know.

IX.

When the bacon was placed on the plate
It marked the edge
Of one of many pancakes.

X.

At the sight of bacon
Frying in a green pan,
Even the bards of infamy
Would settle down quietly.

XI.

He rode over Kentucky
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For bacon.

XII.

The river is moving.
The bacon must be frying.

XIII.

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The bacon sat
In the pantry.

(After Wallace Stevens)

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