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POEM: breakfast with Patton Oswalt

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breakfast with Patton Oswalt

we sit in my Harvest Gold kitchen
eating Stella D’oro Breakfast Treats
Patton is reading The Brave
and the Bold
#28 (first appearance
of the original Justice League)
while I rekindle my 70s childhood
with the first issue of Nova

there’s something about starting the day
with Patton that makes everything brighter
admittedly, he’s a little grumpy when
he first gets out of bed, but by the time
the coffee is sloshing through his veins
he’s, if not a ray of sunshine, at least
a Lite-Brite glimmer in the breakfast nook

we have the best conversations, too
Patton knows a lot about the stuff I like
more than I do, and I’m not ashamed to say it
but he never lords it over me at the table
if he makes a reference and I don’t get it
he explains it patiently between sips
until we’re both on the same page

it took me a while to build him
the parts weren’t easy to get, what with
post-9/11 graveyard security and all
but my buddy got a job with the Diocese
and that made things a lot easier
after that, all we needed was lightning
and the awesome power of Jesus

so now every day is a beautiful day
here in Somewhere, USA
I make a joke and Patton laughs
he spills some coffee and I smile
if I’ve found a particularly fresh packet
of Stella D’oros, Patton might even pretend
to play the guitar, splackety-blackety-bloo!

30 January 2013
Auburn, AL

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Photo from Sub Pop Records

Published in My poems Poem-A-Day 2013 Poetry

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