On the Shoulder

I ate your fries

when you offered them
but
do not think
for a single solitary semi-second
that I owe you anything.
I do not.

The fries
which you so sullenly offered
do not buy my silence
or my company
or even some of my more important opinions.

You have earned nothing
with the tribute
of a provision of potatoes.
You have fixed none of our troubles
or cured any ills.
We are just where we were
before.

I will not forgive you
because of the fries
but perhaps
I could offer you some juice?

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