I Know About Love

by James Babbs

for supper
I’m eating a fried egg sandwich
wheat toast
spicy brown mustard
two slices of baby swiss cheese and
I know about love
I know what comes after
the way it feels
sitting alone at the kitchen table
but I don’t know
what I should call it and
what does love have to do
with a fried egg sandwich
what does love have to do with anything
and I fry the eggs hard
because
I like them crispy along the edges
placing the cheese on top
letting it melt in the pan
until the eggs get all cheesy
hot and greasy
before I put them on the bread