the entree

it may be the smallest
crab cake
you've ever seen
sitting on a white plate.
it's positioned sad and lonely
next to a dollop
of something that
may be cabbage
drenched in vinegar
and pepper.
no bread, no potatoes,
no salad.
you could eat all of
it in one bite,
but that would be rude
so you nibble
at the edges
thinking of places
you can stop at
and then really
eat on the way home.