Allium cepa

So before you read this, here's some background. I took a writing class and for this project I was given a set of 20 different elements I had to include. Some were instructions and so on. I could use them in any order but I had to include all 20. Some examples are personification, including your own nickname that people call you (Kat), contradicting something earlier in the poem, ect. Anyway, here's what I came up with.




ALLIUM CEPA

As I cut
you fire at me as if you’re shooting tiny knives
shooting them straight into my eyes
Of course, you aren’t actually shooting knives at me
The pungent aroma of something terribly wonderful
hard to handle now
but just wait you will be worth it
A spicy bitter treat
I get chills from your piquancy
But you don’t fool me little one
I know your secrets
Props to you for a clever disguise
But a clever Kat she is
She know’s what you are up to
Underneath all those layers
you’re about as dangerous as a dead hamster
You look like a white earth
tickling my nose with a feather
You tease me with your pleasant odor
and find it funny
I can taste your smell like a meal waiting to be eaten
smooth like a pearl
I’m sure your taste could be awful
or wonderful
You taste like the edge of the knife feels
when I cut my finger because I can no longer see what I am doing
Sharp
I wipe my eyes and smile at you
but you don’t smile back
because you don’t have a mouth and cannot smile
I picture you saying
some like it hot
there you go talking about yourself again
well lucky for me
I know that is the key to your secrets
you are sweet when you are warm
So I finish you off with the blade
and throw you onto the hot oil
I watch your skin bubble
and listen to you sizzle
you scream an ear piercing scream silently
“Curse you!”
as if yelling will make it any better
I only smile at my victory
Adios amigo I think to myself
as your pungent sweet smell fills the air.