
| Metaphorical Cooking 101
Author: me. moi. ich . . . onions anyone? . . . hmm, my computer's decided to add one line before the title in the actual document, and it's not going away, so please ignore the extra line when you read it-- assuming that you will read it?
Rated: Fiction K - English - Words: 118 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 03-31-08 - Status: Complete - id: 2497583
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Metaphorical Cooking 101
Onions make me cry.
Little flaking layers
Peeling away from
Each other,
Sending their pain
At being torn apart
Into the air
As tiny droplets
Of sulphuric acid.
(Tiny tears invented to
Seek and destroy.)
I like to think
That I'm sympathizing
With them,
Feeling what they feel
When I add my own
Little pinches of
Water and salt
To their funeral…
I'm willing to fight
With Chemistry;
Ensure that it's
Humanity that
Makes me feel,
Humanity that
Makes my eyes sting.
…Poor onions;
There are too many
Vegetarians in
The world for
Them to stand
A chance.
(It's my only way
Of reminding myself
To feel.)
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