Poem: grilled cheese sandwich

Butter
salted
in the pan
let it melt
low heat.

Bread
sourdough
maybe
some dry mustard.

Cheese
lots of options
cheddar
Swiss
have you tried
feta?

Another slice.

Wait.

Turn.

Brown.

Turn.

Maybe a few more times.
It’s a process.

When the color’s right
and the cheese is melted
and there’s that smell.

Yeah.

Are you going to make one now?

Yeah.

It’s understandable.

Poem: What’s for dinner?

What’s for dinner?
This is an interesting question.
The answer can say a lot.

Think for a moment
about what’s for dinner
and about what that might mean.

What does it reveal?
What does it mean in a larger sense?

It sounds simple.

What’s for dinner?

There can be a lot
on the plate of the answer though.

 

 

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