Big Yellow Pinata Chicken

burst open

over the hardwood floor

spools of blue candy

that taste like ice cream

spilling and sprawling

and not a plastic

easter egg, peep

nor chicken sandwich

to be found

Only the dreams

of an old man

who slept too long

on a Sunday afternoon

with rotisserie chicken

half eaten for lunch

and stuffed in the microwave

bag and all

from the local market

to be eaten

warm for supper

Big yellow piñata chicken

spooling out

blue candy

like ice cream.