Pancakes by Chad Redden
Chad Redden loves the pancakes. No matter where he goes in this poem, naming new poems, finding new galaxies it all comes back to pancakes. Pancakes help make America strong. While other countries enjoy the structured organization of waffles America loves pancakes. Looking at a pancake one can see how Manifest Destiny is reflected in those delicious things. Pancakes have no limits. There are no rules with pancakes. Every pancake dreams of taking up the whole pan. Alongside maple syrup pancakes are a hearty part of a balanced breakfast. Before high fructose corn syrup, pancakes were the American original, the genuine article.
Here it begins with a basic ‘you’re welcome’. From there Chad discusses how inadequate the poems his guest wrote. Chad does not care for those poems. In fact Chad stands up for the old greenback, the American dollar. Chad wants the American dollar to be protected perhaps by the gold standard. Whatever his ultimate choice there remain special things to take care of, like poem titles. Multiple poem titles are brought up with Chad looking for approval. One of them mentions death which looms over everything particularly pancakes. Pancakes are the harbingers of death.
Summer is criticism season. Chad is right. With the end of school comes the beginning of critiques. Pancakes with sawdust probably taste mediocre. Chad doesn’t care though. Chad needed a new coffee table. Sometimes coffee tables made out of sawdust and pancakes are the best. On top of the coffee table is a small container of maple syrup. Once Chad gets hungry he can simply eat his own furniture. Life is beautiful with edible furniture. Consumer culture just got a whole lot more consuming with literal edible furniture. Instead of destroying the environment the edible furniture destroys the basic bodily functions of the average person. Some people really love that yummy sawdust taste judging from the huge amount of fast food fans.
Everyone thinks about abandoning college at some point. College is full of emotions. However Chad left college for a different reason. He loves sailors and the wives of sailors. They are salty types. Out of nowhere Chad begins to criticize his friend once more for failing to be profound enough. To be profound is to be against hiding. It is obvious. Hiding is probably the best thing any artist can do. And clearly Chad is speaking to a real artist one who is in various collections with their exquisite poetry.
Pancakes eventually do Chad in, taking away his beloved mind wire. For sanity is a thin wire. Without the wire it is impossible to tell the difference between the sanity and insanity. Both states of mind require the same thing: pancakes.