Tag: food
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Ananas
Pineapple cheating fruit, sweet as a treat Xanthine rings as deck king’s fingers Song which lingers long on tongue Palette-haunter exalted among esculent offerings such as edifice trees and entice sense olfactory Madman’s mallet’s delicacy as it descends breast to tum One licks one’s thumbs, fearing loss even crumbs Decorates divine plates from dreamy Olympus…
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The Death Spice
What happens when the divine device fit to confine to safety the mice of this unmeek world breaks down When life jackets cause drowning Some bear spines, poison-slick spikes Spicy food made so to spite predators Protective shields in lieu of venom Humans develop a taste for spice, what then? Their gift comes a curse…
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BREKKIE
White pudding burnt black in the frying pan Fuck a diet plan, plan a heart attack at fifty Dirty fry up, fries on the side in a greasy spoon at 9 AM with a Sprite can Dippy eggs and toast that’s crispy No beans extra rasher instead, they’re even frying the bread Grease soaks into…
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Saucier 2
I know I dropped ball, one set of feet fall In the corridors between my empty halls Like silver beams scaffolding between Kabbalah balls I know I played my part in the closing of her heart Days dart by as if bound for bullseye, I’m playing Guitar Hero Outside Rome’s burning, I am Nero Short…
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Saucier
She is riveting, has me exhausted Señora doing sauce, the steaming faucet rivering she elbows off See you’re doing sauce, my voice carries across the room I’m not far behind, my hands on her ass like frost on grass Under the glass lid of the pan something class is in the planning She slaps my…
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Spicy Dinner
I dunk my face in the sauce béarnaise Basted in gravy I half-glazed my face Eyes like crying at the spices, ask was I maced Point to the peppers, easy on them go Trying to beat last best Scoville score They are pale but the Scoville Scale Lists eight zeroes, enough to peel paint Peppers…