Eating chips.
All my ears hear is crunch.
My teeth smacking like I had no lunch.
My tongue only know the flavor.
My stomach started all this in the first place.
My brain had memories of the chips in its database.
My hand use to lifting them to my face.
All I can say is a empty bag is the case.
RIP chips new bag on the way to replace.
Nothing like potato chips any day!

© timar Jones