Sunday, January 15, 2012

COOKING 101


MOMENTARILY I LAPSE
INTO A PLACE
OF LIQUID LONGING;
A POOL OF SALTY TEARS.
I TASTE THE POSSIBILITIES...
THE MIREPOIX OF YOU.
SAUTEED, ROASTED, BRAISED---
JUST SHORT OF BEING BURNED.
IN AN INSTANT
I REDEEM MY SOUL
(JUST IN TIME) TO FIND
MY HEAD
ON 
THE CHOPPING BLOCK.
AL DENTE.

5 comments:

  1. Very clever, lol. Been there, can relate!

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  2. eek...head on the chopping black...i like the contrast of the longing and tears in the opening...and in possibilities and being burned...

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  3. oh my...so much to ponder here

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  4. Randy---This is a photo of a collage I made years ago. Thanks for the comment.

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