Sunday, July 17, 2016

til death do we part

say steak is your favorite meal.
a juicy rib eye with
potatoes and gravy,
string beans.
a hot roll with
butter.
medium rare, say you can
eat this every night
for the rest of your life,
it's there waiting for
you when you get home,
it's there in
the morning.
you have a picture of this
steak dinner
in your wallet,
it's on the mantle,
you show people the photos
on your phone.
it never changes, this dinner,
this meal.
which is a good thing,
and yet,
occasionally you long
for chicken, or lasagna,
or veal.

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