Neurodivergent here. All the disgusting things I do or think on display. Wail away. |
Melting Pot some things don't break down boiled, simmered on the back burner Contents removed burn over a camp fire Contents used highly sought after, broke down, seasoned spirit found its own flavor burn, baby, burn The superior stock bland, gets seasoned but more and more stock left out, cheap ingredients dried, ground, flash frozen given to the homeless what a hearty stew in a galvanized pot simmering within Nothing melts, it congeals separates what clashes, fished out what's left is about two percent of an Arian blend Flavorless but People line the block round the corner for each daily batch revealed Cultural stews melt breed new flavor tempt the middle set Drawn to originality unity of flavors not forced provided even for the elitist tongue. That melting pot -- rust bucket to slop the pigs. We need a chef to infuse a new batch, One who can carefully blend and sauté stock so rich the original recipe can be thrown away founded on ideals, corrupted by too many cooks in a hot kitchen. 3.21.23 Working on… A book is coming…I keep telling myself…as all kinds of arbitrary deadlines near & pass…like blaring traffic. So, there’s that. |