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Created on: September 03, 2010
Onions
Since I can't cook, I add
Onions to everything.
The stove hisses on
In a crown of flame
As I slice with a dull knife.
The pan sizzles,
Dries out, blackens,
Onions charred to dead worms.
I add a defib, olive oil,
A stop gap, a last ditch.
No good, meal extinct.
I might starve
But for phones and cars
And pizza.
Evolution, you know.
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