By Morty Diamond
I live in los angeles
the home of the frozen yogurt
where it all began
Like Starbucks but in the eighties
a frozen yogurt could be had anywhere
On any street corner
only a few street blocks away from the next
Low fat, creamy, fat free, vanilla choco swirl
frozen yogurt a passing fad
Today a sixteen year old girl
in a mini skirt and small white tank top
is asking me
If I have ever been to a self-serve frozen yogurt store before?
No. I have not
Well its by the pound
any flavor and any topping. Ok? Here’s a cup.
I stand at the wall of frozen yogurt machines
peanut butter, chocolate, vanilla, strawberry,
All the same as before –
except now I have to make it myself.
That’ll be 2.78 sir. She says
Its noon - my lunch break.
Two cops come in and survey the flavors.
I’m eating frozen yogurt
while standing at an intersection.
I am walking towards another intersection.
A mini-mall,another one and another one
make three and a gas station rounds it all out
ten more minutes
ten more minutes till I gotta go back.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
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